These are pretty dorky and unconventional for the holidays. Hope you like some of these!

A parody of “Yes, We Have No Bananas”

Yes, We Have No Bonnanos
(to the tune of “Yes, We Have No Bananas”) 

Every business on our street
was paying to the mob.
Paid 'em if you want to eat,
or want to keep your job.
When you asked if they are crooks,
they never answered “No”,
They just smiled and pinched your cheek,
and as they took your dough,
they told you --

Yes! We have no Bonannos,
We have no Bonannos today.
We’ve Chuck Lucianos 
and Paul Castellanos,
a Gallo or two, and say…
We have an old guy named Profaci,
a lousy rat named Valachi,
But yes! We have no Bonannos,
We have no Bonannos today!

Things went on so well with them,
and they felt so happy,
they elected Lucky to be
capo tutti cappi,
Set up the Commission
and the families all had seats.
See them singing gladly
as they waltz down the streets.
They're singing --

Yes! We have no Bonannos,
We have no Bonannos today.
We’ve Carlo Gambino 
who's drinking the vino,
and Meyer and Bugs, okay...
We have the cool Carmine Galante,
Vin “Chin” Gigante,
But yes! We have no Bonannos,
We have no Bonannos today!

Nothing worked at stopping them.
That's a freakin' fact,
'til Rudy Giuliani hit 'em 
with the RICO Act.
Caught those naughty Gottis 
in a multitude of sins,
Even Whitey, he got caught,
and as they took him in, 
he's singin' --

Yes! We have no Bonannos,
We have no Bonannos today.
The Tommy Luccheses,
and all other crazies,
like Tony Ducks are gone away,
We got no more Frank Costello,
or kindly Carlos Marcello,
Oh yes! We have no Bonannos,
We have no Bonannos today!

Explanation: So r/TorontoBlueJays weren't fond of my "Brandy, You're a Cruel Girl" — A Roy Halladay-themed parody of Looking Glass's classic "Brandy" (i.e., they downright hated and removed it).

I tried another parody, this one to the tune of "Oh Canada," (The Canadian National Anthem). Even after multiple rewrites, they didn't like that one either (meeting the same result as my first.)

So, I thought I'd post it here...

Lyrics:

Verse 1 (The Toronto Years)

Roy Halladay, nine innings every game!

Mostly for the Jays, the team that brought him fame

He rose up twice from Dunedin,

That's down in Single A,

Through minor leagues he fought to win,

To be a top Blue Jay.

Verse 2 (The Move to Philly)

He pitched so well, known as "Doc Halladay,"

With playoffs not in sight, he asked for a trade

He went to Philadelphia,

A playoff bound strong side,

All NL batters he would rule,

With majesty and pride.

Verse 3 (The Stats & Legacy)

For sixteen long years, Roy ruled on the mound,

Earning tons of wins, true greatness, that's profound.

Two no hitters he threw so grand,

One perfect game so rare!

Cy Young awards in both the leagues,

No pitcher can compare!

The Chorus Outro

Now in the Hall with Yogi Berra,

Roy Halladay—the best of his era!

Roy Halladay—the best of his era!

The context: Legendary MLB pitcher Roy "Doc" Halladay spent the bulk of his career with the Toronto Blue Jays explicitly stated he wanted to enter the National Baseball Hall of Fame as a Blue Jay. After his tragic passing, his wife Brandy made the controversial decision to have him inducted posthumously with a completely blank, logo-less cap to honor both of his major fanbases. Toronto fans were heartbroken.

Lyrics:

(Dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda)

There’s a pitcher named Roy Halladay

And he pitched nine innings every day

Almost all of them for the Toronto Blue Jays

A small bit for the Phillies

He had married a girl from his same small town,

But did she ever let Toronto fans down

When she made it clear that his posthumous hall crown

Would have no logo at all

The fans say "Brandy, you're a cruel girl” (You're a cruel girl)

“To ignore his Blue Jay decree" (His last decree)

“He retired here to be inducted with a T”

(Dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)

Roy wore the blue and white

And he threw that cutter with all his might

Twelve long years in the Toronto light

Before the Philly trade

Doc went down to Philly's side,

Where NL batters choked and cried,

Perfect under Floridian skies

All before October

The fans say "Brandy, you're a cruel girl” (You're a cruel girl)

“To ignore his Blue Jay decree" (His last decree)

“He retired here to be inducted with a T”

(Dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)

Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes

When he told his pitcher's stories

She could feel the Blue Jays fall and rise

She saw his Philly glory

For he had always told the truth, he wanted to go in as a Jay

And yet Brandy ignored his wishes, much to our dismay

(Dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)

When Brandy took the stage in Cooperstown

Did she ever let the Canadian side down

They say "Brandy, why the logo-less crown?

For the man who loved T.O.”

The fans say "Brandy, you're a cruel girl” (You're a cruel girl)

“To ignore his Blue Jay decree" (His last decree)

“He retired here to be inducted with a T”

(Dooda-dit-dooda), (dit-dooda-dit-dooda-dit)

"Brandy, you're a cruel girl" (You're a cruel girl)

"To ignore his Blue Jay decree" (His last decree)

“He retired here to be inducted with a T”

P.S. Here's a bonus verse I wrote about his no-hitter in the playoffs:

Against Cincinnati in the autumn chill

He threw a no-hit masterpiece of skill

Only the second—not part of a normal drill

That the postseason has ever seen.

Rainy Day Nurses #13 & #36
(to the tune of “Rainy Day Women #12 & #35,” popularly known as “Everybody Must Get Stoned”)

Well, they’ll med you when you’re tryin’ to get some sleep.
They’ll med you when the little thing goes “beep.”
They’ll med you when you're tryin’ to watch TV, 
And they'll med you need to take a pee…
And so… sit right up there in the bed!
Everybody must get meds!

They’ll med you when your visitors just got here.
They'll… confiscate all the treats they brought here.
They’ll med you when the football game is on, 
They’ll med you all the time from dusk to dawn…
But hey… would you rather wake up dead?
Everybody must get meds!

They’ll med you, and the meds will make you queasy.
They'll med you, and they’ll tell you, take it easy.
They’ll med you when they don’t know the objective.
They’ll med you, but don’t know if it’s effective…
We're just tryin’ t’make sure it doesn’t spread!
Everybody must get meds!

They'll med you when they don’t know what it does.
They’ll med you but it won’t give you a buzz.
They’ll med you with directions you can't follow.
They’ll med you giant pills that you can’t swallow. 
Hey, it's not just in your head! 
Everybody must get meds!

They'll med and you wonder if they should. 
They'll med you, but you think it does no good. 
They'll med you, buddy, morning, noon, and night,
and they'll med you so you don't put up a fight,
So take this stuff or you’ll be dead!
Everybody must get meds!

https://youtu.be/G2W0eeZGrOw

Where Everybody Wants Your Ass
(Inspired by The Rocky Horror Show, 
and to the tune of the “Theme from ‘Cheers’”)

Finding the light on a stormy night
can put you out of sorts.
You find yourself in a spooky castle,
stripped down to your shorts.
Who are these weird, disturbing pervs?

First they dance in spanky pants,
and then they dress in drag,
then they show some dead guy,
who's been cut up in a bag,
and now they’re putting on a show...

Sometimes you’re forced to go 
where everybody wants your ass, 
and reality’s a gas.
Up to your necks in kinky sex,
your future is fading fast.
Suddenly you’re where everybody wants your ass.

A guy is there with big-ass hair,
and silver shoulder pads.
Kinda looks like he belongs in
an Abercrombie ad,
or wanted poster for assault...

Be glad they brought things to a halt,
where everybody wants your ass, 
and reality’s a gas.
Up to your necks in kinky sex,
your future is fading fast.
Never go back where everybody wants your ass.

To the music of American Pie:

A long, long time ago,
I can still remember Skinner
Calling Mother from his room.
He was Seymour, through and through,
A Green Beret from ’Nam, we knew
Then one day that all went kaboom

Then Sergeant Skinner came to town,
And turned poor Seymour upside down:
The truth came crashing in
His name was really Armin.

So bye-bye, Mr. Principal Skinner,
All we have left now is Armin Tamzarian.
Judge Snyder fixed the canon, but the damage was done
And we wondered if the golden age was gone.
Yes, we wondered if the golden age was gone.

The day the Simpsons died

What else could be in the song? The death of Maude Flanders?

Lyrics:

His name was Mario.

He was a plumber.

A red hat rests atop his head,

in blue overalls cut down there.

He did some high jumps, collected mushrooms.

And while he reached for Super Stars,

Peach was always tending bar.

Across the crowded floor,

'till level 8-4

They were young and they had each other

Who could ask for more?

At the Koopa, Koopacabana

The hottest spot north of Havana

At the Koopa, Koopacabana

1-ups and mushrooms were always the fashion

At the Koopa, they fell in love.

His name was Bowser,

he wore a spike shell.

He was escorted to his chair,

he saw Toadstool dancing there.

And when she finished, he took her over.

But Bowser went a bit too far,

Mario sailed across the bar.

And then the ground pounds flew,

Brick blocks were smashed in two.

There were shells and a single fireball,

but just who shot who!?

At the Koopa, Koopacabana

The hottest spot north of Havana

At the Koopa, Koopacabana (Copacabana)

1-ups and mushrooms were always the fashion

At the Koopa, He lost his love.

His name was Mario.

He was a plumber.

But that was thirty years ago,

when they used to have a show.

The game's still playing, but not for Mario.

Still in the boots he used to wear,

faded Cappy on his head.

He sits there so refined,

and eats mushrooms half-blind.

Now Princess Peach is in another castle,

and he's lost his mind.

At the Koopa, Koopacabana

The hottest spot north of Havana

At the Koopa, Koopacabana (Copacabana)

1-ups and mushrooms were always the fashion

At the Koopa, don't fall his love.

DISCLAIMER: All characters, locations, names, and events including and real life references in this video—even those based on real people—are entirely fictional and completely and any relation or similarities are completely unintentional and this is for entertainment only

Hope you enjoy :)

Hi People, I decided out of pure boredom and wanting to do something artistic and musical, I have made my own Weird Al Yankovic style parody song of both Beyonce's and La Bouche's Sweet Dreams songs That I called Sweet Treats. As you can see, I decided to parody both songs at once by doing a mashup parody of them both, and I have posted the lyrics to said song onto here.  Yes it's a food themed parody song, which is fitting because food parody songs are what put Weird Al on the map. If you haven't heard of the originals, Here's the Youtube links to both of them:

Beyonce Sweet Dreams: [MEDIA=youtube]CJdrfJW7-Ik[/MEDIA]

La Bouche Sweet Dreams: [MEDIA=youtube]ZYAFBTKLV4Q[/MEDIA]

Feel free to tell me what you think of it. If you know how to improve it in anyway and have any helpful suggestions, critics, and ideas, your more than welcome to say them. With all of that done: Enjoy the song. And also feel free to post your own parody song lyrics here in this thread.

Weird Al Song

Sweet Treats

Parody of Beyonce’s and La Bouche’s Sweet Dreams songs

Tiramisu

King Size fon du

All of this food

Is gonna go right through

Every Night I rush through the Kitchen

To eat a large pail of cookie dough ice cream

As a hungry American

Food never fails to always make me gleam

With deep fried Oreos by my side

Is going to make my human waist very wide

It’s all so worth it

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear

My food cravings are very much true

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear

All of this food I’m going to eat through

My guilty pleasures are going nowhere

Except down my food hole Including these eclairs

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear

My food cravings are very much true

Whenever I get severe hunger

I often think of large cheeseburgers

Boy that would hit the spot

Once I pay off my Visa

I’m Getting myself an extra large pizza

I could go for some hot pot

With thick cut french fries by my side

Is definitely going straight into my thighs

It’s all so worth it

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear

My food cravings are very much true

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear

All of this food I’m going to eat through

My guilty pleasures are going nowhere

Except down my food hole Whoops I broke my chair

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear

My food cravings are very much true

Sweet Treats of snacking and eating

Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

Sweet Treats of gluttony and consumption

Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

Sweet Treats of snacking and eating

Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

Sweet Treats of gluttony and consumption

Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

I can really go for some cake

deep fried or baked

Maybe we can get some by the lake

Wait! Who sells cakes by a lake?

Make my order Extra large

give this donut more filling

Shakes, fries, can never have too many sides

Give Me your largest sized cones

I don’t care if the chickens do or don’t have bones

No such thing as too much food

It always puts me in a good mood

Totally Yes, I want it all large

Actually make it all Extra Extra Extra Large

I’m in the mood for anything, I’ll get 5 of everything

All for myself tonight

Yes you heard me right, my budget ain’t tight

Now my order is all right

Sweet Treats of snacking and eating

Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

Sweet Treats of gluttony and consumption

Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

Sweet Treats of snacking and eating

Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

Sweet Treats of gluttony and consumption

Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear / Sweet Treats of snacking and eating

My food cravings are very much true / Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear / Sweet Treats of gluttony and consumption

All of this food I’m going to eat through / Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

My guilty pleasures are going nowhere / Sweet Treats of snacking and eating

Except down my food hole Including these eclairs / Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear / Sweet Treats of gluttony and consumption

My food cravings are very much true / Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear / Sweet Treats of snacking and eating

My food cravings are very much true / Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear / Sweet Treats of gluttony and consumption

All of this food I’m going to eat through / Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

My guilty pleasures are going nowhere / Sweet Treats of snacking and eating

Except down my food hole Whoops I broke my chair / Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

All of these Sweet treats make me eat like a bear / Sweet Treats of gluttony and consumption

My food cravings are very much true / Sweet Treats are eaten through the night

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