-> "My Story Begins"
Original Song Title:
"American Pie "
(MP3)
Parody Song Title:
"My Story Begins"
Parody Written by:
Mrs. Elane ES
The Lyrics
Was quite some time ago
I can still remember understanding people for a while
A college clown I took the chance
I did magic, juggled; can’t dance
I was so glad just to make people smile
Here In the cold goose bumps I shiver and often sick throughout the winter
Under tree a present what will the package present?
Picked up a guitar and I tried check tuning by ear but volume died
All frustrated deep inside accepted but still cried.
Oh why why about my loss I cry
Bowled and turkey down the alley I just ate some last night
The times when sounds could be heard nifty I sigh
I don’t want to live but can’t die
I don’t want to live but can’t die
So who wrote the book of love?
Yes I do have faith in God above
And the Bible guides me so
Tell me why I lost my rock and roll
That music that just soothes the soul
And can you calm me I’m out of control
Well I try to start my live and then
Back to C A Hotel I check in
B word point and accuse
Now can’t hear and its good news
I've been so lonely confused told I'm junk
It's all her dysfunction and it's only bunk
But I did believe I was sunk the day my hearing died
To Him I’m asking why why about my loss I cry
Bowled and turkey down the alley I just ate some last night
The times when sounds could be heard nifty I sigh
I don’t want to live but can’t die
I don’t want to live but can’t die
Now, for two years, I been all alone
Remember I'm not your stepping stone
Life in a barrel of monkeys.
While the Chester pawned dragon attack queen
With a goat that burrowed find the mean
And a voice that came to propel me
Start to dwindle why I'm feeling down
Afflicter shook confidence roun
Internet I ventured
Parody thought occurred
Well I always liked that guy Weird Al
The fat suit always made me howl
Now larger urges inner growl
My hearts leading try try don’t let doubt misapply
Found wedsitey Am I Righty on this sitey I'll ply
I'm looking round for something witty and wry
Searching some thing that I like did not spy
Some thing that I like did not spy
Kelter welter in the August swelter
I stay inside to give myself shelter
Eight days a week and frying fast
The lunatics on the grass
The losers fried while I filled a glass
And good laughter searching online found at last
with a hunter dumb can reassume
The O S was some Queen band tune
I got up in a stance
Oh, and I did a little prance
And my dancing’s not seen as appealed
My laughter had refused to yield
Can you image a horse that squealed the day I saw that write
My first submissions ni ni not just Rodger one guy
Drove the Aggy kind of crazy not drive crazy want I
And I knew better Supertrampy I sigh
Asking my self I did it because why
My self I did it because why
Oh and there was a write big disgrace
Why submitted in the first place?
It's too late to take back again
Meant no harm Jack abbubble Jack was quick
Jack lash I think he thought a trick
No matter We both became real good friends
Oh, and I recall a C wright page
Not one but four was in a rage
Attorney that’s swell
Know my rights give you l
And my rage burned on all through the night
And lit my room so I could write
Game of Satan suing in my sight
No way my rights denied
I start out kidding my my you just copied me why?
Copyrighty then go suey yes just suey then lie
If rights are used you better wavy good bye
Knowing you just lost my buns to this guy
You just lost my buns to this guy
There came a man who records too
And he said I could record for you
But I just smiled thanks anyway.
I recalled how I sang before
And the tunes and lyrics head did store
How I use to use my heart and soul that way
Error discreet in what I deemed
Started to cry but of joy it seemed
Might have took what is spoken
My music love not broken.
So the thing I enjoyed doing most
I signed up on Soundclick music host
Harmonica on my first post
Not good so glad I tried
Now I'm recording
My my Miss profound hearing why?
I'm heart driven how I'm livin not afraid to imply
Feel good oh boy wondering ever felt nigh
Singing all the songs I use to live by
All the songs I use to live by will be the day that I die.
Now I'm recording
My my Miss profound hearing why?
I'm heart driven how I'm livin not afraid to imply
Feel good oh boy wondering ever felt nigh
Singing all the songs I use to live by
All the songs I use to live by
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