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Title: Song parodies
Post by: Scienceman123 on April 12, 2009, 05:31:09 PM
Okay people, time for some PLA-style laughs now. Post some computer- or phone-related parodies here. I'll start with one I wrote a few minutes ago, on a Beach Boys kick.

Fun Fun Fun

Well he got a new laptop
And he got on the wireless 'net now
Seems he forgot all about Steve Jackson Games
Like he told his lawyer now
And with the CPU blasting
Goes hacking just as fast as he can now

And he'll have fun fun fun
'til the G-men take the keyboard away
(fun fun fun 'til the G-men take the keyboard away)

Microsoft can't stand him
cause he codes, looks and hacks like an ace now
(you code like an ace now you code like an ace)
He makes Ritchie and Thompson look like the Vista developers now
(you look like an ace now you look like an ace)
The FBI tries to catch him
But he leads them on a wild goose chase now
(you hack like an ace now you hack like an ace)

And he'll have fun fun fun
'til the G-men take the keyboard away
(fun fun fun 'til the G-men take the keyboard away)

Well you knew all along
That the feds were gettin wise to you now
(you should've used Tor now you should've used Tor)
And since they took you in handcuffs
You've been thinking that your fun is all through now
(you should've used Tor now you should've used Tor)

But you can go and plead guilty
Because there ain't no parole for you now
(you should've used Tor now you should've used Tor)

And you'll get raped raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away
(raped raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away)
And you'll get raped raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away
(raped raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away)
(raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away)
(raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away)
(raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away)
(raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away)
(raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away)
(raped raped now that the feds took the keyboard away)
Title: Re: Song parodies
Post by: jx on April 12, 2009, 06:07:53 PM
I wrote this parody of Black Flag's TV Party about MMORPG Dorks.

I meant to make more about Usenet, message boards and other internet hobbies but never got around to it.

Internet party tonight
Internet party tonight
Internet party tonight
Internet party tonight


We're gonna have an Internet party tonight (All right)
We're gonna have an Internet party all right (Tonight)


We've got nothing better to do
than grind xp and grief a couple of noobs


Everyone's gonna meet at Freeport tonight (Tonight)
We're gonna grind some levels all night (All night)


We've got nothing better to do
than grind xp and grief a couple of noobs


Don't do anything else, that would be lame
We're dedicated to our favorite games
World of Warcraft, Ultima Online, Guild Wars, Everquest


We sit glued to our computer monitors all night (And all day)
Why go into the outside world at all (/pizza, right?)


We've got nothing better to do
than grind xp and grief a couple of noobs


The internet is better than anything out there (Can YOU mega flare?)
I'll stay and camp for an item that's rare (Then noobs BEWARE!)


We've got nothing better to do
than grind xp and grief a couple of noobs


Don't do anything else, that would be lame
We're dedicated to our favorite games
World of Warcraft, Ultima Online, Guild Wars, Everquest


I can't stop playing even for a day (Or even half)
Then I'll be the noob being griefed by you (With your uber staff)


We've got nothing better to do
than grind xp and grief a couple of noobs


Hey wait a minute, mom didn't pay the bill (I'm offline)
Don't remember what I did before, what do I do now (Except for whine)


We've got nothing better to do
than grind xp and grief a couple of noobs


What am I gonna do now, it's a shame
We're gonna miss an important raid
No World of Warcraft, No Ultima Online, No Guild Wars, No Everquest
Title: Re: Song parodies
Post by: Scienceman123 on April 12, 2009, 09:00:26 PM
Continuing my Beach Boys kick:

Well Apple girls are hip
I really dig those Macbook Pros
And the Windows girls are a ton of fun
One ping of death and down they go

The OpenBSD girls really make you feel secure
And Solaris girls with their ZFS
Make EXT seem so mature

I wish they all could be Linux usin'
I wish they all could be Linux usin'
I wish they all could be Linux usin' girls

Free Software is the future
And the girls all love the code
I can't tell you how much that I'd like to take you all
Back to my server room abode

I've used damned near every OS
From PC-DOS to Haiku
Yeah, but I couldn't wait to get back to Linux
Back to the smartest girls, through and through

I wish they all could be Linux usin'
I wish they all could be Linux usin'
I wish they all could be Linux usin' girls

I wish they all could be Linux usin'
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be Linux usin'
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be Linux usin'
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be Linux usin'
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
Title: Re: Song parodies
Post by: RushPwnsX on April 14, 2009, 08:48:28 PM
I was going to go with   Weezer - Surf Wax America
...You take your car to work
I'll take my gun...

But I decided to do:

RUSH - 2112
The red lines are the ones that I kept entirely the same

I. Overture
And the anorexic shall inherit the earth...

II. Temples of Syrinx

We've gotten rid of everything
The sodas you drink, the video games you play
The pizza that gives pleasure to your tongue.
It's health for all and all for anorexia
We eat... without t.v.
Never need to wonder how or why.

We are the cooks of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great gardens fill the hallowed halls.
We are the cooks, of the Temples of Syrinx
None of the gifts of life are held within our walls.

Look around at this world we've made
No more fatties
Come and join the Brotherhood of The Skinny Man
Oh, what a nice, conceited world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the banana Star proudly high in hand.

We are the cooks of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great gardens fill the hallowed halls.
We are the cooks, of the Temples of Syrinx
None of the gifts of life are held within our walls.

III. Discovery
What can this strange substance be?
When I taste it, it gives forth joy
It's filling; I'm not hungry after drinking it
What this thing be?

See how it gives you a bad heart
You joyously scream out your pain
Tastes that build high like a mountain
And farts that fall gently like rain.

I can't wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all get super fat
The cooks praise my name on this night.

IV. Presentation
I know it's most unusual
To come before you so
But I've found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know
Taste this stuff
And feel what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you.

Yes, we know, it's nothing new
It's just a waste of time to study it
We have no need for your shit
The world is doing fine as skinny bitches
Another toy that makes life fat
This would constipate man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the plan.

I can't believe you're saying
These things just can't be true
We could use this in food
Think about it asshole.
Taste this stuff
And feel what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you.

Don't piss us further!
We have our stuff to do.
Blah blah blah
Another toy that makes life fat
This would constipate man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the plan.

V. Oracle: The Dream
I came home though the skinny streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can't you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the constipation of gifted asses
That fatten this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry bellies and open mouths

They left the planet long ago
The elder race still eat and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home to tear the Temples of fat-less food down...
Home to fat!

VI. Soliloquy
The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams...

Just think of what my life might be
In a fat world like I have seen!
I don't think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and tasteless life

My fats are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood...
...spills over...

VII. The Grand Finale
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.
Title: Re: Song parodies
Post by: I-baLL on April 28, 2009, 09:06:45 AM
Okay, this is my Phillip Glass minimalist parody. i call it "We're Down on the Other End":

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