-> "The Wrecker of Edmund Fitzgerald"
Original Song Title:
"The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald"
Parody Song Title:
"The Wrecker of Edmund Fitzgerald"
The Lyrics
The legend lives on in the city of Detroit
Of a crazy man driving a tow truck.
This guy, they have said, might now long be stone dead,
Or maybe he just plain ran out of luck.
Driving around in his Ford, perhaps this sucker got bored,
Perhaps Edmund Fitzgerald was crazy.
Perhaps he was sick, or had a bone to pick,
But today the answer’s still hazy.
He had lots of pride for the American side,
But he was getting bored with Wisconsin.
As tow truck drivers go, he was better than most,
But he hadn’t had much work this season.
He soon came to terms with his problem & affirmed,
“I will go find some work in the city!”
So he got some cash & left for Detroit,
Because he thought that place was so pretty.
In the Motor City, the first thing he did
Was checking in to his hotel room.
When he settled down, he then looked around
For a towing job for him to assume.
He read the ads during breakfast, and was glad
When he found the job he was looking for.
He put on a suit, and took the best route
After that, his name would be in folklore.
When his first day came, Eddie’s boss came to him sayin’:
“There’s lots of traffic infractions.
We’re low on people, and it’s so pitiful, we need
More people who will take action.”
So he was sent out to search violators out,
And he was sure that he’d get some herald.
And all day & night, violators lived in fright
Of the wrecker of Edmund Fitzgerald.
Did anyone know when he started to tow
Random cars away for the sake of fun?
The police chief soon said “I want alive or dead
The guy who’s towing random cars one by one!”
They started a search for the guy doing this,
At first, it amounted to nothing.
They looked around town, and found a note on the ground
In Edmund Fitzgerald’s own handwriting.
Back at the hotel, Eddie was sitting
In his room, & was watching some TV.
He heard sirens, and said “In the name of Queen!
They found me! Looks like I gotta flee!”
He packed up his stuff, and he left in a huff,
But he had this one predicament.
If he went out the door, he’d be arrested for sure,
So instead, he went into the basement.
Through the musty basement, he looked all around
For an exit that wasn’t imperiled.
He soon found one, found his tow truck, and was gone,
And the cops, they lost Edmund Fitzgerald.
The legend lives on in the city of Detroit
Of a crazy man driving a tow truck.
Fitzgerald, they have said, might now long be stone dead,
Or maybe he just plain ran out of luck.
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