-> "Down"
Original Song Title:
"Down"
Parody Song Title:
"Down"
The Lyrics
They’re after my down, down, down, down, down
Down, down
Because all the beds suck here in town
Town, town
Quack!!!
This really blows (Blows, blows)
I moved and made this town my home (Home, home)
Rotten pillows (Lows, lows)
Are cases stuffed with filthy clothes
They’re out of their minds
Don’t you freaks know about my fame?
So get your hands off of me
All of you damn dirty apes!!!
Shoulda stayed with Mickey
Now my life is tricky
These sleepers are picky
They after me! They want my down!
Hear me say “Aw Phooey!”
Hewey, Dewey, Louie
They just want my down, down, down, down, down
Down, down
Daisy’s hunted now, now, now, now, now
Now, now
Even though our fame is so renowned
Worked for Disney
Now Uncle Scrooge needs to hire some security
My saliva sprays (Sprays)
As I burst into yet another fit of rage
I’m hearing them whine
As they’re chasing down Ludwig Von Drake
He invents a force field
To keep those unrestful souls away
Sleep deprived inside their brains
So we need to scurry
To be plucked, I’m worried
I wish I was furry
You know that mammals don’t have down
Come on let’s hurry
So fast we look blurry
They’re after our down, down, down, down, down
Down, down
It sure makes me frown, frown, frown, frown, frown
Frown, frown
For comfort they will act like clowns
They’re making me daffy
While they move like zombies
Own crappy furniture
They’re so peeved cause they can’t sleep
For help called Darkwing
Even brought that Hockey Team
Fight folks with sleep apnea
Even insomniacs will squeeze
Our lives are in a whirl
But they can’t stop Donald Duck
Even though sleepers are stupid
They just really want to pluck
I’m flustered beyond all belief
Their prodigy is probably me
Though audibly, Language is a monstrosity
I’m not a turkey
Though I act quirky
They’re far too perky
When I go flaunt my feathers around
I’m no average birdy
But they’ll make me jerky
They’re after my down, down, down, down, down
(And it really makes me frown)
Down, down
Their beds are dirt mounds, mound, mound, mound, mounds
(They’re unsound, So unsound)
Mounds, mounds
Still I think it’s time that I left town
Cause these sleepers freak me out
And that’s why you’ll hear me shout!
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