Saturday, 29 May 2021

Palindromic Uke-Song: "OTTO" ("Gnats stang; gnus sung")


PARODY-LYRICS

ORIGINAL SONG: 
"Bob" 2003, by Weird_Al_Yankovic, itself a parody of Bob Dylan's "Subterranean_Homesick_Blues", 1965


PARODY COMPOSED: by Giorgio Coniglio, February 2014.

PARODY-LYRICS LINK: To return to the corresponding post on "Daily Illustrated Nonsense" (and to see the lyrics without the chord-chart indications) click HERE

You can view these lyrics and commentary (without images or chords)  displayed on a parody-lyrics website at AmIRight.com Post "Gnats Stang; Gnus Sung"



Weird Al Yankovic
Odd Al - Lad, do !






Weird Al took the lines of the original Dylan song, and made each one home to one or two PALINDROMES, i.e. phrases that can be read backward as well as forward. The  title "Bob" is a simple one-word palindrome, but his video satire of Dylan's song, (click the link for You-tube) with carefully selected palindromic phrases is masterful. 
There are a few hundred other examples of palindromic phrases; many are of the wrong length, grammatically bizarre, or seem politically incorrect. Strained, or even incorrect spelling is sometimes used,  e.g. pavillion, and may even enhance the humor.
With optimism, I assumed that there were enough good palindromes left over after Al had culled the most singable selection. I composed half of the palindromes chosen here for my own parody, took the others from published lists. My selection was directed by rhyming, admiration for the iconic Panama-canal classic, and  by freedom to pick more adult themes than those in W.A's opus. 




OTTO

(to the tune of "Subterranean Homesick Blues")

A man, a plan, a canal–Panama 
Uvula. A’ luv U;    Toronto–got no rot
Dennis, Madam, sinned;    Odd Al–Lad, do!
Amen, enema;    Wets dab noses on bad stew
Amor, a dab, bad aroma;    
1/38 palindromes in the "Bob" video
A Dan, a clan, a canal Canada?

Name tame mate, man;    Dog-doo! good God
To pseudonym enemy, no due spot      
A D-N-A, prefer panda
Wed on level, no dew;    Able ere Elba !
Drown in Word;    A yap, a Papa-papaya
Hair, a plain arc, cranial pariah

No ill, I’v a pavillion;    Llama, nix in a mall 
Diaper repaid;    Far again, Niagara F(alls).
Eh (Can.), a panache;    You boy! Yo, buoy!
I, Nina, place a caecal panini

Eh, çva, la vache!;     A lob, a rap-parabola
A dog, a plan, a canal - pagoda.
4 more years? Please no.

Flee to me, remote elf;    No levers revel on
Egad, no bondage;    Now, Roy, am I mayor won
Sex at noon taxes;    Elle, canal 
à nacelle
Lewd did I live, evil did I dwel'
Dammit, I’m mad;     A Santa deified at NASA
A tan, I plan a banal piñata.


Wontons–not now;  Trats stressed desserts, start!
Dr. of trams, smart Ford;   Draw eel leeward    
Zeus sees Suez;    Call–I’d a Cadillac. 
Came curt war, now I won raw truce, Mac
Satan oscillate my metallic sonatas
A Nan, a brat, a gnat stang a tar-banana !



Cadillac SUV, famous driver




Performing notes

[G7] A man, a plan, a canal–Panama 
Uvula. A’ luv U;    Toronto–got no rot
[C7] Dennis, Madam, sinned;    Odd Al–Lad, do!
[G7] Amen, enema;    Wets dab noses on bad stew
[C7] Amor, a dab, bad aroma;    
 A Dan, a clan, [D7] anal Cana[G]da























Wednesday, 19 May 2021

s,o) Ranchers' Uke-Song: " STEM CELLS, DON'T LET YOUR DAUGHTERS GROW UP AS MEATLOAF"


PARODY-LYRICS
ORIGINAL SONG: "Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys", 1975,  (covered by) Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson

PARODY COMPOSED: Giorgio Coniglio, August 2013. 



PARODY-LYRICS LINK: To return to the corresponding post on "Daily Illustrated Nonsense" (and to see the lyrics without the chord-chart indications) click HERE




STEM-CELLS, DON’T LET YOUR DAUGHTERS GROW UP AS MEATLOAF
(to the tune of "Mamas, Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to be Cowboys") 








 












Performing Notes

Enjoy chord-charts and lyrics at the Corktown Ukulele Jam songbook:
Corktunes: Stem Cells.....



[C] Cow-cells in vitro don’t moo, but they ain’t hard to [F] clone.
[G] Myocytes  can be lined up, much like neurons or [C] bone.  
Conveyor-belt ‘Dolly’s, on packing-house trolleys might [F] frighten consumers like you.  
PETA [G] surely will grouse if calves have to die young
To make BSE-free beef Ra[C]gú.

[C] Stem-cells, don’t let your daughter-cells grow up as [F] meatloaf;
Don’t [G] let ‘em be Big Macs or mulligan stew,
Make them be sirloins or prime ribs ‘au [C] jus’.
Stem-cells, don’t let your bovine genes morph into [F] burgers;
They’d [G] sure land up bunned, and likely be shunned by

Lovers of côtelettes-de-[C]-veau.








Sunday, 9 May 2021

Limerick-Uke-Saga: "METHYLATED SPIRITS", a toxic vignette


PARODY-LYRICS based on limerick verses.

ORIGINAL VERSE: Verses composed by Giorgio Coniglio, October 2017.The assigned OEDILF designation following editing and acceptance is indicated below the first verse in each vignette. 


ORIGINAL SONG: These verses can be sung to the tune of "The Limerick Song", as per YouTube HERE 

To return to Daily Edifying Nonsense , and to see the lyrics without the chord designations, click HERE.