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Song Parodies -> "Yokels"
Original Song Title:
"Royals"
Original Performer:
Lorde
Parody Song Title:
"Yokels"
Parody Written by:
Matthias
The Lyrics
Lorde originally did this to make fun of the typical lyrics of a rap/ hip hop song... Well, I did a bit of a switcheroo and this time she's making fun of the typical lyrics of a country song.
I never used some dynamite to fish
Got all my teeth, No overalls on my body
And I have aced all of my tests
No, I don't hoedown and don't go hunting
(But every song's like:)
No teeth, NASCAR, Fightin' in the barroom
Hop trains, Hick towns, Havin' their shotguns boom
We might glare...
They're drivin' Monster Trucks in their jeans
The hillbillies like Moonshine, Coors Lite, Huntin' dogs to fetch geese
No brains, Sirens, Yellin' at the Po-leece
Throw a chair...
On Springer they will cuss and swear
And we'll never be Yokels (Yokels)
We don't play in the mud
Those pick up trucks can eat our dust
And we won't have a meth lab bust
There's beer in my cooler (Cooler)
I'm a fan of Yingling
Won't drink till I drool (I drool, I drool, I drool...)
And sleep with my family
My friends have shoes cover their toes
Don't live in trailers cause we're crammed in the city
We aren't Bible Thumpin' folks...
And don't blast Elvis...
Or laugh at Jeff Foxworthy
(But every song's like:)
Knives sheathed, Old feuds, Never used a damn broom
Beehive hairdos, Wives wear too much perfume
Mullet hair...
They run the carnival down the street
The hillbillies have pistols, gun racks, scooters cause they're obese
Great Danes, Science? That crap is obsolete
Don't need flair...
They're so manly they can wrestle bears
But we'll never be Yokels (Yokels)
No pot grows in our tubs
Ain't shooting ducks just for the fun
And I don't even own a gun
We aren't White Trash losers (Losers)
We'll drink wine and eat brie
They dropped out of school (Of school, of school, of school...)
At the ripe old age of three
Yeeeeeehaw
Yeeeeeeeeehaw Ahhhhh...
Yeeeeehaw
On liquor streak for football teams
And they will dine on pork and beans
Yeeeeeeehaw
Yeeehaw Ahhhhhh...
Yeeeeeeeeeehaw
Mice live in their facial hair
Smell their pits and you'll beg for fresh air
And we'll never be Yokels (Yokels)
They all voted for Shrub
Might wear a tux with sleeves ripped off
Although the city folk will scoff
They are shotgun shooters (Shooters)
Sittin' up in a tree
Made love to a mule (A mule, a mule, a mule...)
Then starred on Duck Dynasty
Got all my teeth, No overalls on my body
And I have aced all of my tests
No, I don't hoedown and don't go hunting
(But every song's like:)
No teeth, NASCAR, Fightin' in the barroom
Hop trains, Hick towns, Havin' their shotguns boom
We might glare...
They're drivin' Monster Trucks in their jeans
The hillbillies like Moonshine, Coors Lite, Huntin' dogs to fetch geese
No brains, Sirens, Yellin' at the Po-leece
Throw a chair...
On Springer they will cuss and swear
And we'll never be Yokels (Yokels)
We don't play in the mud
Those pick up trucks can eat our dust
And we won't have a meth lab bust
There's beer in my cooler (Cooler)
I'm a fan of Yingling
Won't drink till I drool (I drool, I drool, I drool...)
And sleep with my family
My friends have shoes cover their toes
Don't live in trailers cause we're crammed in the city
We aren't Bible Thumpin' folks...
And don't blast Elvis...
Or laugh at Jeff Foxworthy
(But every song's like:)
Knives sheathed, Old feuds, Never used a damn broom
Beehive hairdos, Wives wear too much perfume
Mullet hair...
They run the carnival down the street
The hillbillies have pistols, gun racks, scooters cause they're obese
Great Danes, Science? That crap is obsolete
Don't need flair...
They're so manly they can wrestle bears
But we'll never be Yokels (Yokels)
No pot grows in our tubs
Ain't shooting ducks just for the fun
And I don't even own a gun
We aren't White Trash losers (Losers)
We'll drink wine and eat brie
They dropped out of school (Of school, of school, of school...)
At the ripe old age of three
Yeeeeeehaw
Yeeeeeeeeehaw Ahhhhh...
Yeeeeehaw
On liquor streak for football teams
And they will dine on pork and beans
Yeeeeeeehaw
Yeeehaw Ahhhhhh...
Yeeeeeeeeeehaw
Mice live in their facial hair
Smell their pits and you'll beg for fresh air
And we'll never be Yokels (Yokels)
They all voted for Shrub
Might wear a tux with sleeves ripped off
Although the city folk will scoff
They are shotgun shooters (Shooters)
Sittin' up in a tree
Made love to a mule (A mule, a mule, a mule...)
Then starred on Duck Dynasty
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On a par with the best of your legendary Redneck tributes.
(ABC) I was kinda hoping for an actual skewering of country songs akin to Maddie & Tae's "Girl in a Country Song", but this was still a hoot. 555 banjos!
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