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Song Parodies -> "The Gridiron Tragedy"
Original Song Title:
"Bohemian Rhapsody"
(MP3)Original Performer:
Queen
Parody Song Title:
"The Gridiron Tragedy"
Parody Written by:
Rocky Mak
The Lyrics
I made this up while I was watching delayed coverage of NFL games, then I'll pick and choose the stuff I want. This song is supposed to be me as coach Cam Cameron of Miami Dolphins (with a fictional girlfriend Cassie Moon (as likeness to Jessica Simpson), facing Bill Parcella [(s)], but the song got a bit disjointed, so I made up some of the notable events in the 2007 NFL season, but scrambled the people and places. As "Bohemian Rhapsody" has it, the things said in the song is part true, part lies, part just complete disjointed slack to make the lyrics tie up. Oh, by the time the song was done, it was only the conference finals, which was why The David Tyree moment never happened, yet.
Is this the real life, is it just fantasy
Caught in 12-game slide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, watch my team on Sky and see
I'm just a poor coach, I need no sympathy
But I'm no sleazy guy, sleazy coach
Getting high, getting hoes,
Any way that Bill goes, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Big Ben, just killed that chance
Forced a pass between 3 Jags, end zone, picked off, now he's dead
Big Ben, your life's just begun,
But now I've gone and told you run this play.
T.O, ooh...
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back with Cass this time tomorrow,
Carry, on, carry on, as if nothing really matters.
Too late, the time has come
The career's on the line, reading death threats all the time,
Goodbye everybody, I've got to go.
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Fisher [Titans Coach, Jeff], ooh...
I don't wanna spy,
But sometimes wish I'd never lost a game at all
I see a little glimpse of that small cameraman
T.J Housh, T.J. Housh, will you do the "Save Michael [Vick]"
Yellow Flags and warnings, very frightening me
Camarillo (Carmarillo)
Camarillo (Carmarillo)
Camarillo N-da-ho!
Magnifico
I'm just a poor coach, nobody wants me
He's just a poor coach, with some poor employees
Spare him, let him move to Cincinnati
Easy guys, easy hoes
Will you let me go?
Parcella: "No we will not let you go"
Let him go
Parcella: "We will not let you go"
Let him go
Parcellla: "We will not let you go"
(Let me go.) Will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go.
The Dolphins fans has some nicknames for Dear Cass and me, and me, and me
So you think you can trade Sam [Morris] for Joseph Addai?
So you think [John] Becks for QB and leave him to die?
Oh Billy, can't do this to me Billy,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here
Nothing really matters, except my dear Cassie
Nothing really matters, nothing really matter to me.
Any way that Bill goes
Caught in 12-game slide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, watch my team on Sky and see
I'm just a poor coach, I need no sympathy
But I'm no sleazy guy, sleazy coach
Getting high, getting hoes,
Any way that Bill goes, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Big Ben, just killed that chance
Forced a pass between 3 Jags, end zone, picked off, now he's dead
Big Ben, your life's just begun,
But now I've gone and told you run this play.
T.O, ooh...
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back with Cass this time tomorrow,
Carry, on, carry on, as if nothing really matters.
Too late, the time has come
The career's on the line, reading death threats all the time,
Goodbye everybody, I've got to go.
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Fisher [Titans Coach, Jeff], ooh...
I don't wanna spy,
But sometimes wish I'd never lost a game at all
I see a little glimpse of that small cameraman
T.J Housh, T.J. Housh, will you do the "Save Michael [Vick]"
Yellow Flags and warnings, very frightening me
Camarillo (Carmarillo)
Camarillo (Carmarillo)
Camarillo N-da-ho!
Magnifico
I'm just a poor coach, nobody wants me
He's just a poor coach, with some poor employees
Spare him, let him move to Cincinnati
Easy guys, easy hoes
Will you let me go?
Parcella: "No we will not let you go"
Let him go
Parcella: "We will not let you go"
Let him go
Parcellla: "We will not let you go"
(Let me go.) Will not let you go.
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go.
The Dolphins fans has some nicknames for Dear Cass and me, and me, and me
So you think you can trade Sam [Morris] for Joseph Addai?
So you think [John] Becks for QB and leave him to die?
Oh Billy, can't do this to me Billy,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here
Nothing really matters, except my dear Cassie
Nothing really matters, nothing really matter to me.
Any way that Bill goes
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I love reading newbies, so I'm picking on you today! I know zilch about football, so much of the details were lost on me. The primary thing for a BohoRhap parody is the operatic portion, and how to sub the "bismila!" and "Figaro!" chants--which were hilarious here. No sub for Mamamia was kind of disappointing--and more of the OS (original song) could have been changed, but in the context of the tune, it works. (watch out for that in your next submissions). Thanks for the giggle, and welcome to the Monkey House. Here's your first 555 vote.
I once heard an ex-pro player refer to the NFL as "a money-laundering operation for the mob." I'm indifferent to football and likewise missed many references, but the parody scored 5s.
I wasn't drunk when I wrote this, but I was pretty tanked up on Cola. OK, Replacing Bismilla with Parcella is easy. The new Miami Dolphins' GM is Bill Parcells, I just feminized his last name. As for replacing Figaro with N-da-Ho? Well, think about it. I replaced Galileo with Carmarillo because Camarillo ios the name of the wide receiver who scored the crucial TD to 'end-that-hole' (i.e. save the embarassing 0-16 season). That's how they came from.
Very good job with a difficult OS. No points deducted for spelling Greg Camarillo's last name 2 different ways.
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