Connor and I have collaborated (read as: Connor did) some song parodies that I would like to share with you guys.
I Write IOUS Not Checks (I Write Sins Not Tragedies(not that I like that song or anything or am waiting to buy the New Album Pretty. Odd.))
Oh, well imagine; as I’m pacing the bank in the town I have lived in
and I can’t help but to hear, no I can’t help but to hear an exchanging of words:
“Sir, you are out of money. Sir! You are out of money.” says a teller to a patron.
“Yes, but what a shame, what a shame, I have no money left.”
I’d chime in with a “Haven’t you people ever heard of charging a Mastercard?!”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of cash and wads of cash.
I’d chime in “Haven’t you people ever heard of charging a Mastercard?!”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense ohhhh
Well in fact well I’ll look at it this way,
I mean technically my money is saved!
Well this calls for a toast, so make the sandwich!
Oh! Well in fact well I’ll look at it this way,
I mean technically our money is saved!
Well this calls for a toast, so make the sandwich,
make the sandwich!
I’d chime in with a “Haven’t you people ever heard of charging a Mastercard?!”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of cash and wads of cash.
I’d chime in with a “Haven’t you people ever heard of charging a Mastercard?!”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of cash and wads of cash.
Again.
I’d chime in with a “Haven’t you people ever heard of charging a Mastercard?!”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of cash and wads of cash.
I’d chime in with a “Haven’t you people ever heard of charging a Mastercard?!”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of cash and wads of cash.
Again.
Pants, Pants (Dance, Dance)
These pants are no good
they make me look fat.
With a stutter and a rip I manage to get the things on.
Weighed down with buttons
too large and shiny
Tonight it’s “Pants can’t get much worse” vs. “No one should ever wear them like…”
I’m size eight point five
can you please find my size
oh crap these pants don’t fit…
I can’t even zip up my fly…
(I’m putting on my pants now.)
Pants, pants
They’re falling apart at the seams
Pants, pants
And these are the pants you’d love to have
Pants, this is the way you’d look if you had these expensive pants.
You always fold them before you’re found out
Eat up, it’s last call, last resort
But only the first mistake, and I
I’m size eight point five
can you please find my size
oh crap these pants don’t fit…
I can’t even zip up my fly…
Why don’t you show me the little bit of denim
You’ve been saving for his closet?
Love
Pants, pants
They’re falling apart at the seams
Pants, pants
And these are the pants you’d love to have
Pants, this is the way you’d look if you had these expensive pants.
Why don’t you show me the little bit of denim
You’ve been saving for his closet?
I only want sympathy in the form of you
putting on your pants with me
Pants, pants
They’re falling apart at the seams
Pants, pants
And these are the pants you’d love to have
Pants, this is the way you’d look
Pants, this is the way you’d look (way you’d look)
Pants, this is the way you’d look (way you’d look)
Pants, this is the way you’d look
If you had these expensive pants
Pants, Pants
Pants, Pants
Pants, Pants
Pants, Pants
