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Monday, July 21, 2014

How To Un-parody An Original "Weird Al" Yankovic Song.


How Do You Undo One Of "Weird Al" Yankovic's Original Song?

Ok, this going to be a very complicated thing and many rules do apply. First pick out an original song by "Weird Al" Yankovic, then see if he styled the song after a certain band. We are going with "My Own Eyes" in the style of Foo Fighters off "Weird Al" Yankovic's Mandatory Fun album.

A few things that will really help you is to be a "Weird Al" fan, or listen to enough of his music that you have a basic idea of were his ideas or lyrics are coming from.  The same thing applies with The Foo Fighters. Next, see the over-all picture that "Weird Al" and "Foo Fighters" aren't that different; as in "Weird Al" is a comedic singer with a serious side, and "Foo Fighters" are a serious rock band with a comedic side.

"Weird Al" Yankovic


"Weird Al" Yankovic - My Own Eyes



"Weird Al" Yankovic "My Own Eyes"

I saw a baby drive a truck
I saw a junkie eat a tuba
I saw a stripper kiss a duck
Behind a dumpster in Aruba

I saw this fat, psychotic guy
His underwear was made of crickets
He pawned a skeleton to buy
Some old expired lotto tickets

I saw a naked vagrant giving
Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to his cat
I probably could have gone my whole life
Without seeing that

With my own eyes
I see things that'd drive a normal man insane
Wish I could disconnect my brain
From my own eyes

I saw a mime get hacked to death
With an imaginary cleaver
I saw an old man's final breath
I watched him die from Bieber Fever
I saw these diabetic chicks
In an abandoned 7-Eleven
I watched them snorting pixie sticks
While they were belching Stairway To Heaven

I saw two drag queens trying to see how many crackers
They could shove up each other's nose
I'd like to erase my mind completely but I suppose
That's just the way it goes

With my own eyes
I see things that'd drive a normal man insane
Wish I could disconnect my brain
From my own eyes (my own eyes)
Those visions haunt my memory
Oh, there's so much I wish I could unsee
With my own eyes

Some priest got drunk and stole a circus zebra
And he trained it to massage his back
My guinea pig committed hara-kiri
So we used him to play hacky-sack
My neighbor's kids sold weapons grade plutonium
And frosty ice-cold lemonade
They took MasterCard and sometimes
Human organs in trade, that's how we paid
I have to say that it was really darn good lemonade

With my own eyes
I've seen thing that'd drive a normal man insane
Wish I could disconnect my brain
From my own eyes (my own eyes)
Those visions haunt my memory
Oh, there's so much I wish I could unsee
With my own eyes [repeating]

Foo Fighters


Foo Fighters - Learn To Fly




Foo Fighters "Learn To Fly"

Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil to help me get things right

Hook me up a new revolution
'Cause this one is a lie
We sat around laughing and watched the last one die

Now I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking 'cause I'm tired of lying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly high.

I think I'm done nursing the patience
It can wait one night
I'd give it all away if you give me one last try

We'll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life
Run and tell the angels that everything's alright...

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking 'cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly high.
Make my way back home when I learn to...

...fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try to make this life my own
Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try to make this life my own

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking 'cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to...

...looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright
I'm looking for a complication
Looking 'cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly high.
Make my way back home when I learn to fly.
Make my way back home when I learn to...

So far we have our main ingredients of a "Brake Down Song Stew". Now we take out "Weird Al" Yankovic lyrics and start replacing them with lyrics in a "Foo Fighters" style. Basic all your doing is taking a funny song and making serious.

Note: Sorry, I'm not gonna do the word by word down on this blog,  it would take a lot of time and a lot space but if you do want to see or learn how to do it,  and  leave a comment. If we get enough comments, I'll do a blog on braking down a song, or want i call  "Brake Down Song Stew". 

Foo Fighters - My Own Life ( A parody of "Weird Al" Yankovic's My Own Eyes)

Foo Fighters - My Own Life

I've ran from a burning trunk
Did things you never heard of
I've sold drugs to make a buck
Did things that I shouldn't of

I talked to a psycho guy
His friends were holding pickets
He caught me in a lie
Sometime I regret it

I ran naked violently giving
middle fingers to everyone in laundry mats
I probably could have gone my whole life
Without doing that

In my own life
I've gone through things that would drive you to the brink
Wish I could erase what i have seen
In my own life

I seen a girl get beat to death
and everyone left her
I seen an old man's final breath
as he die from hyperthymic shivers
I broke up with a stupid chick
During Led Zeppelin's Stairway to Heaven
I watched her as she pull a trick
and got what she was giving

I saw two drag queens trying to see how many crack
They could shove up each other's nose
I'd like to erase my mind completely but I suppose
That's just the way it goes

In my own life
I've gone through things that would drive you to the brink
Wish I could erase what i have seen
In my own life (my own life)
Those things will haunt my memory
Oh, I hope that they can all forgive me
In my own life.

Some punks got drunk and stole a plastic zebra
And then they rode upon its back
My girlfriend did something scary
So I about die of a heart attack
My neighbor's kids sold handguns made of aluminum
And plastic wrap army grenades
He stoled MasterCards and Visa Prime
Hundred dollar printing plate, and got away

In my own life
I've gone through things that would drive you to the brink
Wish I could erase what i have seen
In my own life (my own life)
Those things will haunt my memory
Oh, I hope that they can all forgive me
In my own life!
In my own life!
In my own life!

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