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Song Parodies -> "Please, Hitler, Please"
Original Song Title:
"Please, Mister, Please"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Olivia Newton-John
Parody Song Title:
"Please, Hitler, Please"
Parody Written by:
Patrick McWilliams
The Lyrics
Another parody inspired by TT's triple-play. Actually I had an idea for this one going through my head when I first heard it, way back before there was an internet.
At the corner of the Strasse stands a Flakturm *
With a cannon, millimeter eighty-eight
When you hear the wailing of the air raid sirens
Get off the streets before it is too late.
We've got radar to detect their next arrival
And Messerschmitts to try to shoot them down
But some bombers still get through to drop their payloads
And once again, Berlin is burning down
Please, Goering, please, stop those B-17's!
This was your town, it was our town, now it's burning
Please, Goering, please, I'll say just what I mean
I don't ever want to hear those planes again
On the next block, there is not a building standing
And the bombs keep falling closer every night
With my neighbors I still huddle in the shelter
Where some of them already died from fright
Will we ever put our city back together?
When they sound "all-clear", there is not much left behind
Just a leaflet saying "You can call me Meier"*
And a multitude of wounded, lame, and blind
Please, Hitler, please, stop those B-17's!
It was your Reich, it was our Reich, now it's over
Please, Führer, please, do you hear when we scream?
We don't ever want to see those planes again.
With a cannon, millimeter eighty-eight
When you hear the wailing of the air raid sirens
Get off the streets before it is too late.
We've got radar to detect their next arrival
And Messerschmitts to try to shoot them down
But some bombers still get through to drop their payloads
And once again, Berlin is burning down
Please, Goering, please, stop those B-17's!
This was your town, it was our town, now it's burning
Please, Goering, please, I'll say just what I mean
I don't ever want to hear those planes again
On the next block, there is not a building standing
And the bombs keep falling closer every night
With my neighbors I still huddle in the shelter
Where some of them already died from fright
Will we ever put our city back together?
When they sound "all-clear", there is not much left behind
Just a leaflet saying "You can call me Meier"*
And a multitude of wounded, lame, and blind
Please, Hitler, please, stop those B-17's!
It was your Reich, it was our Reich, now it's over
Please, Führer, please, do you hear when we scream?
We don't ever want to see those planes again.
"Strasse" (street), "Flakturm" (anti-aircraft gun tower). "call me Meier" (a German idiom meaning that something is impossible. Goering had boasted that if enemy bombers ever reached the Ruhr, that the people could call him "Meier". On those rare occasions when visited damaged cities, people would call him "Herr Meier". The air raid sirens were called "Meier's Trumpets" (Wikipedia).
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Patrick - The WWII historian scores another victory! I'm thankful for this parody...and the fact that the Me262 was introduced after the German armament industry had lost its capacity for mass production. ;D
The Luftwaffe had an underground factory where they were planning to use slave labor from concentration camps to build parts of these jets. Not my first choice for a precision weapons project. What were they thinking? Or were they thinking. Surprised no one else in a long time used the B-17 reference in the original as a basis for a parody. Michael Pacholek did do a Bush parody several years ago, based on the "Mission Accomplished" banner on the aircraft carrier where Bush landed.
Oh to B-17 again! The History Channel to music--love your rise of the 3rd-times-5th AmIReich!
What if the allies dropped a ton of lit marijuana on Berlin?
Sehr gut.
Lord 2Ease, ~ Duke oFuhrerBank ~ I heard it got 'dropped on TiJuana ' . . .
One of my ancestors flew in those suckers, doing the bombing raids you describe. Nice concept and well-done, except that I had trouble pacing
Where some of them already died from fright ... to
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee
Looks like parody line is one syl short, which naturally throws off the stresses, too. One single glitch in an otherwise-excellent concept and parody doesn't deserve a whole point docked, so 555.
Other use of "B-17", which TT'd considered doing, but didn't, for fear too few would know the connection: It was another product name, or alleged vitamin name, for Laetrile™ an alleged cancer cure used by some in this country and by many of the specialty clinics in Mexico (since not FDA-approved.) It was made from apricot pits, which contain small amounts of arsenic. It *could* have worked in some cases, because "approved" chemotherapy drugs are simply poisons themselves, in the hope that the weaker cancer cells die off before too many of your normal cells are killed. Arsenic was the standard treatment for syphilis before antibiotics were invented.
Couldn't understand why you couldn't email me. At any of my songs for the past year or so, after it says, "e-mail", clicking the blue underscore -- the standard marking for a link to click -- reveals the Captcha (or "security code", as it's called here) that you have to solve to prove you're a person and not a spambot. Then the actual address appears.
Thanks for the shout-out.
Where some of them already died from fright ... to
Maybe even in the state of Tennessee
Looks like parody line is one syl short, which naturally throws off the stresses, too. One single glitch in an otherwise-excellent concept and parody doesn't deserve a whole point docked, so 555.
Other use of "B-17", which TT'd considered doing, but didn't, for fear too few would know the connection: It was another product name, or alleged vitamin name, for Laetrile™ an alleged cancer cure used by some in this country and by many of the specialty clinics in Mexico (since not FDA-approved.) It was made from apricot pits, which contain small amounts of arsenic. It *could* have worked in some cases, because "approved" chemotherapy drugs are simply poisons themselves, in the hope that the weaker cancer cells die off before too many of your normal cells are killed. Arsenic was the standard treatment for syphilis before antibiotics were invented.
Couldn't understand why you couldn't email me. At any of my songs for the past year or so, after it says, "e-mail", clicking the blue underscore -- the standard marking for a link to click -- reveals the Captcha (or "security code", as it's called here) that you have to solve to prove you're a person and not a spambot. Then the actual address appears.
Thanks for the shout-out.
Great job... Hitler is not funny, but your parody about him is. Great improvement over the OS too. 5s.
TT: I knew about Laetrile/Vitamin B17, and it is not arsenic that is the active ingredient, it's amygdalin, which turns into hydrogen cyanide and passes into the bloodstream when digested.
TT: I knew about Laetrile/Vitamin B17, and it is not arsenic that is the active ingredient, it's amygdalin, which turns into hydrogen cyanide and passes into the bloodstream when digested.
I hadn't heard of Laetrile in years. I did use it in an original poem I wrote about the health care dilemma. Once I figure out your email, I'll send it to you. Be patient, my computer knowledge is still in its infancy, and I don't have an infant to explain things to me.
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