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Song Parodies -> "Reading Through the Rain"
Original Song Title:
"Rhythm of the Rain"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Cascades
Parody Song Title:
"Reading Through the Rain"
Parody Written by:
Frosty the No-man
The Lyrics
Lookin’ at the writing through the squalling rain
Teleprompting, rotten tool, is gone
I fish for words to crow and tell a lie in vain
But let me just bemoan again
The only words I share on Independence Day
British planes will not depart
‘Cause it’ll be a blow, they’re so bereft and gray
They’re wrong to agitate upstart
Brain freeze, swelling, vow to speak with flair
So I reveal the Brits did stray, we won by air
The airports were conquered, rammed ramparts, by air they did pay
The lowly swirl I bear, I spout and just downplay
“Crooked Hill” I stand and shout
Belittle in sideshow all of the left I know
Headstrong, I leave them with a fart
Brain, won’t you spell out Fort MvcHenry’s glow
Red glare of guns, those Brits did smart in woe
Pain, it did start, see flag above, we flew long ago
Fussing at the outcome in a galling rain
Quelling glee, it’s oh so cruel again
British, an easy foe, we had a better plane
So, get me to my throne by ten
Oh, listen to appalling rain, pitter, patter, doesn’t matter
Oh, oh, oh, listen to name calling blame, pitter, patter, bitter chatter.
Teleprompting, rotten tool, is gone
I fish for words to crow and tell a lie in vain
But let me just bemoan again
The only words I share on Independence Day
British planes will not depart
‘Cause it’ll be a blow, they’re so bereft and gray
They’re wrong to agitate upstart
Brain freeze, swelling, vow to speak with flair
So I reveal the Brits did stray, we won by air
The airports were conquered, rammed ramparts, by air they did pay
The lowly swirl I bear, I spout and just downplay
“Crooked Hill” I stand and shout
Belittle in sideshow all of the left I know
Headstrong, I leave them with a fart
Brain, won’t you spell out Fort MvcHenry’s glow
Red glare of guns, those Brits did smart in woe
Pain, it did start, see flag above, we flew long ago
Fussing at the outcome in a galling rain
Quelling glee, it’s oh so cruel again
British, an easy foe, we had a better plane
So, get me to my throne by ten
Oh, listen to appalling rain, pitter, patter, doesn’t matter
Oh, oh, oh, listen to name calling blame, pitter, patter, bitter chatter.
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