And Now For Something Completely Different – Part 1
Verfasst von Tom am 2 Januar 2008
Ich habe etwas entdeckt, das ich gerne weiterreichen möchte, obwohl es weder mit Filmen noch mit Serien zu tun hat. Ich bin heute morgen mal wieder von meinem Radiowecker mit dem Song „Hey There Delilah“ von Plain White T’s geweckt worden, und es gibt durchaus schlechtere Wecklieder, meiner Meinung nach.
Ich weiß wie so oft nicht warum, aber ich habe eine kleine Internetrecherche gestartet und nicht nur herausgefunden, daß die besungene Delilah einen Nachnamen hat, sondern auch, daß es eine wunderbare Parodie auf diesen Song gibt. Diese Version hat mir heute den ganzen Tag über gute Laune verschafft, und das schaffen „lustige“ Songs nur sehr selten.
Viel Spaß dabei!
Performed by Robert Lund
Lyrics by M. Spaff Sumsion
Dear Mr. Higgenson: It’s me, Delilah’s lawyer
I am writing to inform you there’s
A third restraining order
In effect
The first two haven’t stopped you yet
She’s quite upset
May I remind you, Tom, my client doesn’t like you
Yet you keep composing songs for her
Which means you have the IQ
Of a brick
You couldn’t „hit that“ with a stick
Please seek help quick
Oh, we’re watching you, you creep
Oh, we’re watching you, you creep
Oh, we’re watching you, you freak
Oh, it’s what we do all week
All the stupid week
Do not address Delilah’s mother as a MILF and
Please desist from mailing puppy dogs
And photos of yourself in
Plain white T’s
And next time put some pants on, please
Nice cottage cheese
My client’s gone in hiding halfway ‘cross the nation
But you evidently stalked her to
Her undisclosed location
In New York
You put it in your song, you dork
We’re freaking torqued
Oh, were watching you, you creep
Oh, we watch you when you sleep
Oh, we watch you when you eat
Oh, we watched you take a leak
A thousand miles seems pretty far
But you’ve used planes and trains and cars
And pogo sticks and Segways and a horse
But we’ve got warrants out for you
So, Romeo, if you try to
Go near her, you’ll regret the choice, of course
There’s lots of guys who’d gladly pay
To make your love song go away
They’ll quickly take you down without remorse
With deadly force
Dear Mr. Higgenson: This isn’t ’cause I’m jealous
That I left the band for law school while
You got rich with the fellas
With your song
Here’s why I took this client on:
Like you, I’ve wanted her so long
So it’s so nice to sue you, Tom
P.S. How’s Mom?
