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Song Parodies -> "Hey, Kenny Lay"
Original Song Title:
"Lay Lady Lay"
Original Performer:
Bob Dylan
Parody Song Title:
"Hey, Kenny Lay"
Parody Written by:
Violet T. Riol
The Lyrics
Richard Causey was Enron's Chief Accounting Officer. On Dec. 28, 2005, he pleaded guilty to securities fraud. In a plea deal, he got a sentence of seven years in prison that could be reduced to five years if he cooperated fully with the government. Apparently he did, as evidenced by the Lay/Skilling verdicts. He also agreed to forfeit $1.25 million.
Hey, Kenny Lay, jurists believed naught you said
Fake, Kenny fake, were crockodile tears you shed
Whatever choler you had in your mind
Didn't help your cause. Causey tried that line.
Hey, Kenny Lay, jurists believed naught you said
Gay, Kenny Lay: you after jail awhile
You're gonna go away and help break those big rock piles
Your hands were dirty and your clock was cleaned
In spite of how your harpy bitch wife keened
Hey, Kenny Lay; you're a bitch in a while
You won't wait much longer for your term to begin
You're a crooked snake, and they got you
You won't wait much longer for the man you'll love
And his gland will be up in you
Hey, Kenny Lay, no one believes what you've said
Fake, Kenny fake, your "belief" in the godhead
Don't wanna see you no more—you're a blight
Give up your passport so you can't take flight
Hey, Kenny Lay, may your cell bunk be your deathbed
Fake, Kenny fake, were crockodile tears you shed
Whatever choler you had in your mind
Didn't help your cause. Causey tried that line.
Hey, Kenny Lay, jurists believed naught you said
Gay, Kenny Lay: you after jail awhile
You're gonna go away and help break those big rock piles
Your hands were dirty and your clock was cleaned
In spite of how your harpy bitch wife keened
Hey, Kenny Lay; you're a bitch in a while
You won't wait much longer for your term to begin
You're a crooked snake, and they got you
You won't wait much longer for the man you'll love
And his gland will be up in you
Hey, Kenny Lay, no one believes what you've said
Fake, Kenny fake, your "belief" in the godhead
Don't wanna see you no more—you're a blight
Give up your passport so you can't take flight
Hey, Kenny Lay, may your cell bunk be your deathbed
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I almost had you beat by a day, but my computer crashed just as I was previewing my work, and I couldn't send it. I can live with the tie, especially since this is also worthy of a five.
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