-> "Slacker's Paradise"
Original Song Title:
"Gangsta's Paradise"
(MP3)
Parody Song Title:
"Slacker's Paradise"
The Lyrics
As I wade through the mess that I have left on my floor
I try to get to the hall, but I cannot open the door
'Cause I've left food scraps around for so long that
Even my roommate thinks that my mind is gone
And I ain't never brushed my teeth, or ever used mouthwash
Me actually doing work? Of course that's unheard of!
I never watch what I'm saying, or what I'm eating
So you can bet that I'll use two sticks of chalk
I rarely ever work, cuz I gotta slob
As I belch, I can see the stench in form of smoke, fool
I'm the kind of low-life that your mama warned you about
Staying up, don't eat sprouts
Spit on you? Well, you can't doubt
Been spendin' most me life, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
Can't be stuffed to be nice, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
Most my meals are corn and rice, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
Stuff that needs one or two bites, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
I got an easy job, man, it gets me thinkin'
Guess it barely counts as work, boss don't care if I shirk
'Cause my job's to check the ice-cream machine
To see if it still works, making that chocolate ice cream
An uneducated fool wit money on my mind
I got way too much cash, do not know what to buy
Got a tricked out Honda S2000, bra
But I ain't got insurance, so don't ram my bumper, fool
Make more money than my lawyer per day
I still live in my apartment, but I don't lament
A mansion needs more cleaning, an apartment needs zero
And I don't like to clean you should know
It ain't hard to see that I'm lazy
Use a garden hose to help me pee*
The couch has stains and lice, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
Keep messages concise, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
I can't cook to save my life, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
Only take-out will suffice, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
Girlfriend doesn't mind it, she don't care if I spit
Yes, I have a girlfriend, even though I'm not fit
Think she should be runnin'? Or maybe at least hurlin'?
My baby got no sense of smell, but I don't know why she stays
She says that she loves me, it don't matter if I'm lazy
Though I still do not know why, that's alright with me
They say she's nuts -- I know she loves
I know I'm lucky**; that's why I'll never stop being a slob, fool
My armpit stink can melt ice, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
My shirt's home to lots of mice, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
I've had cancer once or twice, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
You can't stab my guts with knives***, livin' in a Slacker's Paradise
My rear end-al breeze can kill the trees
You can change my shape just with a squeeze****
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