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Song Parodies -> "Psycho Coulter"
Original Song Title:
"Psycho Killer"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Talking Heads
Parody Song Title:
"Psycho Coulter"
Parody Written by:
John A. Barry
The Lyrics
If you're inclined to try making sense of this obtuse tune, go to http://www.gawker.com/news/media/ann-coulter/index.php and root around in the May 2 entry. The French below is a summation of the essence, as it were, of what you'll find.
Once perched on my face, the ravin' quack.
My defense: I'd tossed a quart of gin back.
After, my lip rose, felt on fire;
Sans Cipro it could have been dire.
CHORUS:
Psycho Coulter, quel con c'est! [What an idiot she is! (polite translation)]
Spar wetter?
There's no way!
Psycho Coulter, quel conseil! [What advice she gives!}
Far better
2nd May.
They start a conversation, and she calls him a dimwit.
Then she makes him talk in way that gets her rim wet,
And what she makes him say gets her lips unsealed,
After he had bathed her anal drain.
CHORUS
Ce qu'il a fait, ce soir là,
Sa bitte dans le "foie gras,"
Qui se trouve au trou de gloire.
De sa lance elle aime boire.
He had gained her from behind;
She had speak-holed him with a pole bite.
CHORUS
My defense: I'd tossed a quart of gin back.
After, my lip rose, felt on fire;
Sans Cipro it could have been dire.
CHORUS:
Psycho Coulter, quel con c'est! [What an idiot she is! (polite translation)]
Spar wetter?
There's no way!
Psycho Coulter, quel conseil! [What advice she gives!}
Far better
2nd May.
They start a conversation, and she calls him a dimwit.
Then she makes him talk in way that gets her rim wet,
And what she makes him say gets her lips unsealed,
After he had bathed her anal drain.
CHORUS
Ce qu'il a fait, ce soir là,
Sa bitte dans le "foie gras,"
Qui se trouve au trou de gloire.
De sa lance elle aime boire.
He had gained her from behind;
She had speak-holed him with a pole bite.
CHORUS
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Commentators are often called "talking heads", too! Brutal, JB, brutal, bru-bru-bru-bru, bru, bru-bru-bru-bru-bru, bru!
nice job on a tough song
A special spot, in the basement of hell, is being prepared for you.
See you there, Lurker, you wacky spawn of Satan.
The answer to Lurker's prayer is Ann Coulter on the cover of The American Spectator's Swimsuit Issue. Not to be confused with The American Prospect, which is as liberal and thoughtful as the Spectator is right-wing and fanatical. John, maybe your next Talking Heads parody should be a tribute to Lurker: "Take Me to the Blither."
Nice parody.
The American Prospect is toilet paper and lefties are all cowards and Coulter is a shock jock genius. Bush won in 2000 and 2004, Michael Moore bought 2000 shares of Halliburton, Al Franken robbed orphans to finance his failed Air America, Sheehan accused Clinton of war-mongering, and Dan Rather's documents are fake. The Swiftboat Veterans cleaned Kerry's clock, Murtha is a scandal-ridden phony, and the NSA stopped a terrorist from blowing up the Brooklyn bridge. Impeach Reid!
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