-> "Again, Dare I Try (Part 1)"
Original Song Title:
"American Pie"
(MP3)
Parody Song Title:
"Again, Dare I Try (Part 1)"
The Lyrics
A real fine place to go
Travel agent told me
When I asked about a summer trip
And knowing you don't like to fly
I booked for you a special buy
An ocean cruise, it's fun to go by ship
He showed me films and a slick brochure
Those sandy beaches, that sky azure
Tropic sun awaking
Those crystal waves were breaking
Before long I would have my chance
I could sample native song and dance
And maybe even find romance
May flames consume his pants
Oh, wow, wow this decrepit old scow
Rivets creaking, seams were leaking, I just couldn't see how
This rusty hulk was ever going to survive
Wondered if I'd even make it alive
If I'd even make it alive
Tugboat gave our ship a shove
And we all prayed to the Lord above
"Those in peril on the sea"
Then the first mate, he got roaring drunk
And broke into the captain's trunk
He lurched around the cabin aimlessly
Well, we learned our skipper's name was Bjørn
And he wore a helmet, double horn
A bear skin for a shirt
My stomach was starting to hurt
I was a sea-sick Kansas diplomat
Wearing red suspenders and an Amish hat
And I knew I would lose some fat
The rail, over the side
I started heaving
Round, round, head was spinning around
As my belly turned to jelly with a gurgling sound
And when my bowels I could no longer restrain
That's how the poop deck landed its name
How the poop deck landed its name
The first three weeks we were out of luck
Wireless broken and the rudder stuck
We had no way to get it free
I made a gesture and it was obscene
The atmosphere started getting mean
Starving man who eyed me hungrily
Those Somali pirates spied our tub
And shared with us their meager grub
They quickly disappeared
Contamination feared
Couple "nauty" ladies did erect
A "sextent" on the upper deck
Some careless fellows they'd infect
When condoms weren't applied
(They made a fortune)
Round, round, we were circling around
Navigator hid in ventilator, couldn't be found
While our GPS told us where we might be
It said "You are now adrift on the sea"
"Looks like you're adrift on the sea"
Seeking shelter, out of Alka-Seltzer
The poop deck hotter than a copper smelter
Mercury was rising fast*
Stranded, agog, aghast
Comfort, something that they thought of last
Back in World War Two they had to launch 'em fast
Old Henry Kaiser built it well
But anyone could plainly tell
It had been sailed through Hell
'cause there was this sulfurous smell
Infestations: bed bugs, lice and fleas
Asbestos, risk of lung disease
Caught a chill, I began to sneeze
And then, began to fry
An epidemic
Bite, bite, scratch and scramble and fight
Chaplain's ranting and his chanting, we weren't sleeping at night
While he performed a diabolical rite
We screamed "Go to hell, that just isn't right"
"Go to hell, or just say good night"
By then we were all skin and bones
An inch away from Davy Jones
With no food served for lunch again
All the grits were missing, we knew not why
The first mate ate my corn supply
My fever started rising, hundred ten
But the surgeon knew, I heard him tell
Four hundred ways to cast a spell
Some remedy he'd find
Knew I was in a bind
But he had never finished his degree
In medicine or pharmacy
So he offered leeches, sorcery
Politely, I declined
I got to thinking
Why, why this unqualified guy?
Medifaker, part time baker with a patch on his eye
While poultices he was inclined to apply
I'd rather have him bake me a pie
Slice of an American Pie
I made some friends among the crew
The passengers, maybe one or two
With whom we'd share our water graves
I sneaked down to the deepest hold
Full of people to be bought and sold
Seems the captain had a sideline, smuggling slaves
While up above a silence strange
All the deck chairs had been rearranged
The engine oil was smokin'
The gyroscope was broken
And then we heard the lookout boast
"Praise Father, Son, and The Holy Ghost"
"I think that I can see the coast"
At last, we all were saved
But just where were we?
*"Gott sei dank! The ship never sank"
Our brave captain was exclaiming as he walked down the plank
And the passengers all proclaimed with a sigh:
[Change melody here]
"The time will come to leave here, then we'll say good-bye
And that will be the day-ay-ay that we fly"
"The travel agent screwed us, he told us a lie
Now we're picking out the way-ay-ay that he'll die
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