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Song Parodies -> "Pealing In the Ears"
Original Song Title:
"Reeling in the Years"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Steely Dan
Parody Song Title:
"Pealing In the Ears"
Parody Written by:
John A. Barry
The Lyrics
Your flesh-impacted humper,
Growing straight up on your back.
It’s a standing piece of lumper. . .
Peasants always making cracks.
Prelates got robes with diamonds,
And you kneel to kiss their hands.
The things you ring are metal;
They weigh tons and clang!
They are pealing in the ears,
Blowing away your mind.
After the years, you cannot hear
When they’re chiming that it’s 9:00.
They are pealing in the ears,
Going away’s your mind.
Somebody cheers; you cannot hear—
Fine, ’cause what’s said is unkind.
You’re a fella’s not a genius. . .
Ringing skills: ’specially keen.
At tolling time you go to
Your post among the beams.
The week of Cardinal College
Took your boss to outlie land
Where kings of Cosa Knostr’ledge
Hide gold plunder grand.
They’ve been stealin’ it for years,
Stowin’ away the finds.
They’ve been gathering up DeBeers*
And the swag that comes from mines.
They’ve been stealin’ it for years,
Stowin’ away the tithes.
Meanwhile you have got damaged ears
And a hump, though you’re quite lithe.
[carillon interlude]
Then you spy a hot honey
With whom you’d like to make time,
And quickly you would haul your wood
Into that wench’s clime.
But she takes a look at you and screams—
She loves another man.
Sublimate lubriciousness—
Make ’em thunder, and. . .
Then they’re pealing in the ears,
Closing, you hope, your mind.
But her image won’t disappear—
Beg penance and make the sign.
Your head’s reeling—thoughts of dear
Growing your weighty pine,
So you’re gathering up that spear,
Hand on stand on an incline.
[carilloff solo and fade]
*An anachronism; DeBeers was founded in 1888
Growing straight up on your back.
It’s a standing piece of lumper. . .
Peasants always making cracks.
Prelates got robes with diamonds,
And you kneel to kiss their hands.
The things you ring are metal;
They weigh tons and clang!
They are pealing in the ears,
Blowing away your mind.
After the years, you cannot hear
When they’re chiming that it’s 9:00.
They are pealing in the ears,
Going away’s your mind.
Somebody cheers; you cannot hear—
Fine, ’cause what’s said is unkind.
You’re a fella’s not a genius. . .
Ringing skills: ’specially keen.
At tolling time you go to
Your post among the beams.
The week of Cardinal College
Took your boss to outlie land
Where kings of Cosa Knostr’ledge
Hide gold plunder grand.
They’ve been stealin’ it for years,
Stowin’ away the finds.
They’ve been gathering up DeBeers*
And the swag that comes from mines.
They’ve been stealin’ it for years,
Stowin’ away the tithes.
Meanwhile you have got damaged ears
And a hump, though you’re quite lithe.
[carillon interlude]
Then you spy a hot honey
With whom you’d like to make time,
And quickly you would haul your wood
Into that wench’s clime.
But she takes a look at you and screams—
She loves another man.
Sublimate lubriciousness—
Make ’em thunder, and. . .
Then they’re pealing in the ears,
Closing, you hope, your mind.
But her image won’t disappear—
Beg penance and make the sign.
Your head’s reeling—thoughts of dear
Growing your weighty pine,
So you’re gathering up that spear,
Hand on stand on an incline.
[carilloff solo and fade]
*An anachronism; DeBeers was founded in 1888
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Erudite parody. I attended Notre Dame many years ago. They had a quarterback, but no hunchback. As is so often the case, I like your lyrics better than the original.
Watch out, Virginia, Barry the wood-guy's hung...LOL!!!...555!!!
One hump or two? How about 555? Nice little story.
Was expecting a song about tinnitus :). Quasi-voto: 555.
John this is quasi "moto bene". Here's some PUNishing humor to go along with the great parody - enjoy and of course you get 5 golden rings for this little gem.
A church's bell ringer passed away. So the bishop posted the position and a man came in with no arms wanting the job. The bishop wasn't sure that he could do it, but the bishop interviewed him anyway and the armless man convinced the bishop to let him try it.
They climbed the bell tower and the guy ran toward the bell and hit it with his face. He made the bell sound beautiful. He was given the job.
The next day he went to ring the bell, tripped, bounced off the bell and fell to the sidewalk below. The bishop hearing this runs to the street where the man lay dead. Two passersby stopped and the bishop realizing that he forgot to get the guy's name asked the passersby if they knew him.
One replied "No, but his face rings a bell."
The next day, the dead bell ringer's twin brother comes in for the once again vacant bell ringer position. He also has no arms. The bishop interviews him and then the man shows him that he can perform to satisfaction. Seems witin a few days the same fate befell him as his twin brother.
The bishop hearing this again runs to the street where the man lay dead. Two passersby stopped and the bishop realizing that he forgot again to get the guy's name asked the passersby if they knew him.
The second passerby responds, "No, but he's a dead ringer for the last guy with the bell ringer job."
By this time the bishop is beside himself with woe. He says to the passersby, I had a hunch back when I interviewed them both that nothing good would come of this.
The bishop again interviewed for the bell ringing job but this time declared that he would only hire an able bodied person. He hired a man in top physical condition and thought this man should not befall the same tragedy. So one day when the man was ringing the bell he slipped and went over the side but still had hold fo the rope as he was falling the bell lost its grounding and slipped out of the tower on the opposite side. Just before the man hit the sidewalk below the falling bell tightened the rope and pulled the man back up into the belfry.
The bishop heard the commotion and thought for sure another tragedy occurred. The man's shoes fell off during the fall and were the only things showing beneith the bell that was now sitting on the sidewalk. The bishop sobbed and said not another one! Then he looked up and saw that the man was alright. The bishop said to the man, "I thought you were killed". He said nope "I was saved by the bell".
A church's bell ringer passed away. So the bishop posted the position and a man came in with no arms wanting the job. The bishop wasn't sure that he could do it, but the bishop interviewed him anyway and the armless man convinced the bishop to let him try it.
They climbed the bell tower and the guy ran toward the bell and hit it with his face. He made the bell sound beautiful. He was given the job.
The next day he went to ring the bell, tripped, bounced off the bell and fell to the sidewalk below. The bishop hearing this runs to the street where the man lay dead. Two passersby stopped and the bishop realizing that he forgot to get the guy's name asked the passersby if they knew him.
One replied "No, but his face rings a bell."
The next day, the dead bell ringer's twin brother comes in for the once again vacant bell ringer position. He also has no arms. The bishop interviews him and then the man shows him that he can perform to satisfaction. Seems witin a few days the same fate befell him as his twin brother.
The bishop hearing this again runs to the street where the man lay dead. Two passersby stopped and the bishop realizing that he forgot again to get the guy's name asked the passersby if they knew him.
The second passerby responds, "No, but he's a dead ringer for the last guy with the bell ringer job."
By this time the bishop is beside himself with woe. He says to the passersby, I had a hunch back when I interviewed them both that nothing good would come of this.
The bishop again interviewed for the bell ringing job but this time declared that he would only hire an able bodied person. He hired a man in top physical condition and thought this man should not befall the same tragedy. So one day when the man was ringing the bell he slipped and went over the side but still had hold fo the rope as he was falling the bell lost its grounding and slipped out of the tower on the opposite side. Just before the man hit the sidewalk below the falling bell tightened the rope and pulled the man back up into the belfry.
The bishop heard the commotion and thought for sure another tragedy occurred. The man's shoes fell off during the fall and were the only things showing beneith the bell that was now sitting on the sidewalk. The bishop sobbed and said not another one! Then he looked up and saw that the man was alright. The bishop said to the man, "I thought you were killed". He said nope "I was saved by the bell".
A pealing
Fantastic, John! And LOL @ *all* above comments :D
5-5-5
Enjoyed the "appeal" in your satire, John! I echo all comments above! 5's!
Wow... I had a hunch it'd be great... and the bestest vocabulary in town to boot! Let me peel off these 5's
lmao...great job...i never met quasimodo but his face rings a bell
Thanks, Patrick, Leo, Timmy, Guy (love this old joke), Andy, FG, Jonathan, CMM, TJC, Alvin.
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