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Song Parodies -> "Pope's On To Next Things"
Original Song Title:
"Nobody's Listening"
Original Performer:
Linkin Park
Parody Song Title:
"Pope's On To Next Things"
Parody Written by:
Nib Oswald
The Lyrics
Dedicated to Papa Bear.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Popin' guy who was bedecked in glory.
The frontman of Christians has now ended his story.
Gone up high, chattin' with God. Who'll replace the hat?
The chap, he wore it seven feet up, like a white Shaq.
He's now calling into heaven.
(Twice an assassin tried for early admission.)
But 'P' popped off clerical auspicion.
Communism's rotten. To cull it: his mission.
Up in the belfry. Pole/Italiana.
We'll miss the hat and whitened robes.
Until we anoint holy John Paul the Third.
Cuz his journey as Papa's spreading from earth.
Crying, grieving, mourning.
A tearful sun is dawning.
Always rendering. Crowds would cheer.
He's no longer Christening.
Why are we so teary,
The new Pope will be dearly.
Oh so heavenly, Paul endeared.
The Pope's on to next things.
He had a choc-full ol' reign. Pitfalls? Oh, yes.
Van full of paper confetti shreds.
Didn't wanna live to see eighty-five.
The cake alight? (The flames would've melted all!)
He chided all who pack contraception.
Visited in prison the man who tried to just kill him.
Because of all the press, kept free from concub-i-nes.
Abstained from girl hunting, he was wed to Zion.
In heaven he'll get his first rest in years.
Kick up his sandals, down some beers.
We farewell the pontiff. Yeah, the papal, petrine dude.
For the steeple, chose martydom. God bless you.
Crying, grieving, mourning.
A tearful sun is dawning.
Always rendering. Crowds would cheer.
He's no longer Christening.
Why are we so teary,
The new Pope will be dearly.
Oh so heavenly, Paul endeared.
The Pope's on to next things.
He had a choc-full ol' reign. Pitfalls? Oh, yes.
Van full of paper confetti shreds.
Kick up his sandals, first rest in years.
Lovingly reigned, headed off this year.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Popin' guy who was bedecked in glory.
The frontman of Christians has now ended his story.
Gone up high, chattin' with God. Who'll replace the hat?
The chap, he wore it seven feet up, like a white Shaq.
He's now calling into heaven.
(Twice an assassin tried for early admission.)
But 'P' popped off clerical auspicion.
Communism's rotten. To cull it: his mission.
Up in the belfry. Pole/Italiana.
We'll miss the hat and whitened robes.
Until we anoint holy John Paul the Third.
Cuz his journey as Papa's spreading from earth.
Crying, grieving, mourning.
A tearful sun is dawning.
Always rendering. Crowds would cheer.
He's no longer Christening.
Why are we so teary,
The new Pope will be dearly.
Oh so heavenly, Paul endeared.
The Pope's on to next things.
He had a choc-full ol' reign. Pitfalls? Oh, yes.
Van full of paper confetti shreds.
Didn't wanna live to see eighty-five.
The cake alight? (The flames would've melted all!)
He chided all who pack contraception.
Visited in prison the man who tried to just kill him.
Because of all the press, kept free from concub-i-nes.
Abstained from girl hunting, he was wed to Zion.
In heaven he'll get his first rest in years.
Kick up his sandals, down some beers.
We farewell the pontiff. Yeah, the papal, petrine dude.
For the steeple, chose martydom. God bless you.
Crying, grieving, mourning.
A tearful sun is dawning.
Always rendering. Crowds would cheer.
He's no longer Christening.
Why are we so teary,
The new Pope will be dearly.
Oh so heavenly, Paul endeared.
The Pope's on to next things.
He had a choc-full ol' reign. Pitfalls? Oh, yes.
Van full of paper confetti shreds.
Kick up his sandals, first rest in years.
Lovingly reigned, headed off this year.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
Karol, bless you. K-Karol, bless you.
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Luke...only you could write a papal tribute to a Linkin Park tune....very cool. 555
DKTOS (rather stick bamboo under my fingernails than learn a Linkin Park song), but it's a great tribute, in true Luke fashion, and I trust you on the pacing. Must be that "generation cringe," eh?
A job well done...most of us AmIRighters from all walks of life are honoring the pontiff, especially you. 555.
Extremely well done dedication...Very fine work..fives voted
Thanks Kristof, Charlie D, WhizkidFand AFW.
Yes, the cultural cringe that emerged the months following your birth but prior to mine. ;)
Yes, the cultural cringe that emerged the months following your birth but prior to mine. ;)
Amen!
awesome tribute, I couldn't do it better 555
This is just awesome..."For the steeple, chose martydom" is rhyming wizardry. Only one pacing problem, but it didn't affect much. Hail Luke-y! 5-5-5
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