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Song Parodies -> "Can't Digest the Corn"
Original Song Title:
"Riders On The Storm"
(MP3)Original Performer:
The Doors
Parody Song Title:
"Can't Digest the Corn"
Parody Written by:
Jim Rotondo
The Lyrics
It was brought to my attention many years ago that corn should be used exclusively for fattening the animals that we consume. Humans really can't handle it and it is of very little nutritional value anyway. Hence, this parody.
Can’t digest the corn
Can’t digest the corn
Intestines start to mourn
They’re feeling weatherworn
My duodenum’s fully blown
Into the deep unknown
Can’t digest the corn
There’s Old Yeller in the load
It’s straining in the white commode
Ate some corn-on-the-cob
Chompin’ like a slob
If you salt and butter that
You’ll end up somewhat fat
Yeller in the load. Yeah.
SOLO
Well ya gotta love popcorn
Pleasant fumes that are airborne
Handfuls from the bag
Burnt ones are a drag
A Jolly Time for all
At some point nature’s call
Gotta love popcorn. Yeah.
SOLO
Can’t digest the corn
Can’t digest the corn
Intestines start to mourn
They’re feeling weatherworn
My duodenum’s fully blown
Into the deep unknown
Can’t digest the corn
Can’t digest the corn.
Ride the Matterhorn.
Chasing Jason Borne.
Corned Beef peppercorn.
Cherish your firstborn.
I am Capricorn.
Can’t digest the corn
Intestines start to mourn
They’re feeling weatherworn
My duodenum’s fully blown
Into the deep unknown
Can’t digest the corn
There’s Old Yeller in the load
It’s straining in the white commode
Ate some corn-on-the-cob
Chompin’ like a slob
If you salt and butter that
You’ll end up somewhat fat
Yeller in the load. Yeah.
SOLO
Well ya gotta love popcorn
Pleasant fumes that are airborne
Handfuls from the bag
Burnt ones are a drag
A Jolly Time for all
At some point nature’s call
Gotta love popcorn. Yeah.
SOLO
Can’t digest the corn
Can’t digest the corn
Intestines start to mourn
They’re feeling weatherworn
My duodenum’s fully blown
Into the deep unknown
Can’t digest the corn
Can’t digest the corn.
Ride the Matterhorn.
Chasing Jason Borne.
Corned Beef peppercorn.
Cherish your firstborn.
I am Capricorn.
Not my style of writing, but it syllabic-ally matches Mr. Morrison's lyrical pattern.
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Best title of the day! 5's
I'll help you eat corn
Not corny at all. 5-5-5
No corn jokes, but 555!
Holy Mackerel, thank you all very much!
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