We all love parodies, we all love comedy that's a given. . .

For those who are regulars to inthe00s, amiright, badave, and/or whatfreaks though, we also act as a community. . .so I figured I'd start a thread for sharing non-parodies and non-comedy (though the main thing here is just non-parody)

Probably 90% of what I write is parody, but I occasionally write and record lyrics of a different nature.  I figured I'm probably not the only one, and there really isn't a good place to post it on AmIRight as it is more aimed at comedy in music (and rightfully so)

Some day, Chucky may add a small recording section or sublet specifically for non-comedy music, but until it is in high enough demand to really garner such a section, I'll post this thread to allow us to share our more intimate work.

Here you may post links to any non-parody you've done, whether written, recorded or filmed.  You may also post poetry here as sometimes poetry can help make you feel better, and help others who relate to your feelings, whether it be pain, fear, happy, lonely, sad, excited or whatever--funny is a wonderful feeling, but we aren't always funny or giddy. . .I myself love that I have a place to go for that kind of music now--but I am always scared of losing it and so I figured a thread for other types of music to open the diversity of the community a bit might be a good idea.

I'll start with my own non-parodies. . .
Technological Life
Tropical Tragedy
Do You Hear What I Hear (Short Cover)
Technological Life Club Mix

Feel free to post yours here, and who knows--the popularity of this thread may directly affect the possibility of a section dedicated to "The Serious Side of AmIRight"

Please note that the four I did above are all somewhat primitive (particularly Tropical Tragedy which was in my learning stages of recording--and was not redone with the new microphone from Jack like most of my other more recent work)

I will be releasing a new non-parody tonight, a rather somber toned one titled "My Storm"

Since adding lyrics to a Insturmental isn't technically a parody this is my only non-parody on Amiright...
http://www.amiright.com/parody/misc/traditional1048.shtml

Since adding lyrics to a Insturmental isn't technically a parody this is my only non-parody on Amiright...
http://www.amiright.com/parody/misc/traditional1048.shtml


and if you ever do any more--don't forget to pimp them in this thread:)

Everything I've done so far is a parody… until now

            For Better

Someone once down and scared one night
Who only means to do what’s right
Discouraged but will win the fight
Found a parody website.

Now I’ve written lots and made friends who
Share the quality of caring too
I tease when I say 00’s zoo
I love this place! Chucky and all thank you

My Storm

The third original song (and 5th non parody) I've done, released 12/2/2007

Here's a few of my non-parody lyrics:

http://parodyman.com/NonParody/manwithmicrophone.htm
http://parodyman.com/NonParody/meandtv.htm
http://parodyman.com/NonParody/snowforchristmas.htm
http://parodyman.com/NonParody/whereareyou.htm

Lyrics to instrumentals:

The music to Johann Sebastian Bach's "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring"
served as the tune for my exploration of male fantasies in "Heinous Joys Your Man's Desiring":
http://www.amiright.com/parody/misc/johannsebastianbach0.shtml

I put the words of Samuel Coleridge's opium-hallucination-inspired poem "Kubla Khan"
to the music of Johann Strauss's "Blue Danube" here:
http://www.amiright.com/parody/misc/johannstrauss0.shtml

Here, I used Tchaikovsky's "The Russian Dance from The Nutcracker Suite"
to propose that Barney The Purple Dinosaur is the Antichrist:
http://www.amiright.com/parody/misc/pyotrilyichtchaikovsky0.shtml

(Lyrics to original songs that unfortunately I have no way of uploading or copying for anyone at this time)

FLOODING IN THE KITCHEN
You got to be flooding the kitchen
When the eyes fall out of your head
Flooding in the kitchen
When the eyes fall out of your head
A whole lot better than being dead
Mama’s in the kitchen, watching the stuff float and float around
The casserole dish here
The microwave dish there (Gone!)
The skillet pan here (Gone!)
Flooding in the kitchen
You left your water tap on again
And you’re flooding the kitchen
The water is sinking your sanity
Dry it up (get a mop)
Dry it up (get a mop)
Soon!
There’s flooding in the kitchen
Microwave is sinking
I have been thinking
Have we been though this before?
They’re leaving the ship (the cockroaches)
Will you join them?
Soapsuds are coming up to your nose
Soapsuds!
You’re not coming out of this like a rose
(Rose of Sharon)
Flooding in the kitchen
What shall I cook for you?
Flooding in the kitchen
Life is certainly bitchin’

MY BUDDY…MY PAL
My buddy, my pal
Call me if you really want to
My buddy, my pal
Call me if you really want to
A candle lit in the window
Was waiting for you
It waited, it waited, it waited
Until the flame bore through the wax
And hit the glass bottom
He hit the bottom and the wax extinguished him so
There’s no way you can start the flame again
He got snuffed
Go ahead and hide, you don’t have to run
I never need to try and hear you try to pun
And how the Chicken Rice Divan was overdone
And what your sister said about her sweet little one
No more, no less, no need
You did what you do, indeed
Let the word go forth for the new generation
You aren’t worth to me any longer
But the emptiness gets stronger
When I lay in bed at night
I think my girl is right
It’s time to turn out the light
You aren’t worth it anymore
My buddy, my pal
Call me if you really got to

INSURANCE
Tell me no questions and I’ll ask no lies
And as all the flies fall in the jar
I ask you to get inside of a car
And we go far
We go far, drivin’ down the road, highway long
Just making up a goofy song
Watch out for the truck
Gonna make a duck
Who gives a
We go round, round the hairpin curve
Have you got your insurance paid up?
Ask me no lies, I’ll tell you no questions
No questions, no lies

HAVING BEEN MIND-BLOWN
What do you say to someone who blows your mind?
Not in the physical sense, but in the metaphorical sense
What do you do when someone blows your mind
Unintentionally or not?
I’ve been posed with that question many times in my life
Yet, I still have no idea
What do you say to someone who blows your mind?
Are you doing anything Friday night?
Could be in the place of work
Could be in the street
Could be in your home
Tickling your feet
At this very moment!
What do you do for that person (I don’t know!)
Or that animal
Do you do something nice? (I don’t know)
Do you feel like ice?
Will you pay it back
Or will you just do jack?
There’s gifts galore you can find in your local store
But sometimes the physical ain’t just enough
So…
Well, you find a dictionary
Or find a thesaurus
Or use your imagination
That might do
Communication is so damn hard
Try to call on the telephone
Send a card, write it all down
Telegram, broadcast writing
Hire someone to put it on a billboard!
Then we look at it, and we say “Gosh!
What a silly looking piece of message-ry this is!”
It’s not enough, not enough to blow that mind back
Communication…
Then it comes back to you
What do you do when someone blows your mind?
Do you have the answer?
Just hope for the best
And hope the other
Doesn’t think the same thing you are when they do it back to you!

Copyright 1993-1999, Agrimorfee  (i might have more at a later date, if I can dig them up)

(Lyrics to original songs that unfortunately I have no way of uploading or copying for anyone at this time)

FLOODING IN THE KITCHEN
You got to be flooding the kitchen
When the eyes fall out of your head
Flooding in the kitchen
When the eyes fall out of your head
A whole lot better than being dead
Mama’s in the kitchen, watching the stuff float and float around
The casserole dish here
The microwave dish there (Gone!)
The skillet pan here (Gone!)
Flooding in the kitchen
You left your water tap on again
And you’re flooding the kitchen
The water is sinking your sanity
Dry it up (get a mop)
Dry it up (get a mop)
Soon!
There’s flooding in the kitchen
Microwave is sinking
I have been thinking
Have we been though this before?
They’re leaving the ship (the cockroaches)
Will you join them?
Soapsuds are coming up to your nose
Soapsuds!
You’re not coming out of this like a rose
(Rose of Sharon)
Flooding in the kitchen
What shall I cook for you?
Flooding in the kitchen
Life is certainly bitchin’

MY BUDDY…MY PAL
My buddy, my pal
Call me if you really want to
My buddy, my pal
Call me if you really want to
A candle lit in the window
Was waiting for you
It waited, it waited, it waited
Until the flame bore through the wax
And hit the glass bottom
He hit the bottom and the wax extinguished him so
There’s no way you can start the flame again
He got snuffed
Go ahead and hide, you don’t have to run
I never need to try and hear you try to pun
And how the Chicken Rice Divan was overdone
And what your sister said about her sweet little one
No more, no less, no need
You did what you do, indeed
Let the word go forth for the new generation
You aren’t worth to me any longer
But the emptiness gets stronger
When I lay in bed at night
I think my girl is right
It’s time to turn out the light
You aren’t worth it anymore
My buddy, my pal
Call me if you really got to

INSURANCE
Tell me no questions and I’ll ask no lies
And as all the flies fall in the jar
I ask you to get inside of a car
And we go far
We go far, drivin’ down the road, highway long
Just making up a goofy song
Watch out for the truck
Gonna make a duck
Who gives a
We go round, round the hairpin curve
Have you got your insurance paid up?
Ask me no lies, I’ll tell you no questions
No questions, no lies

HAVING BEEN MIND-BLOWN
What do you say to someone who blows your mind?
Not in the physical sense, but in the metaphorical sense
What do you do when someone blows your mind
Unintentionally or not?
I’ve been posed with that question many times in my life
Yet, I still have no idea
What do you say to someone who blows your mind?
Are you doing anything Friday night?
Could be in the place of work
Could be in the street
Could be in your home
Tickling your feet
At this very moment!
What do you do for that person (I don’t know!)
Or that animal
Do you do something nice? (I don’t know)
Do you feel like ice?
Will you pay it back
Or will you just do jack?
There’s gifts galore you can find in your local store
But sometimes the physical ain’t just enough
So…
Well, you find a dictionary
Or find a thesaurus
Or use your imagination
That might do
Communication is so damn hard
Try to call on the telephone
Send a card, write it all down
Telegram, broadcast writing
Hire someone to put it on a billboard!
Then we look at it, and we say “Gosh!
What a silly looking piece of message-ry this is!”
It’s not enough, not enough to blow that mind back
Communication…
Then it comes back to you
What do you do when someone blows your mind?
Do you have the answer?
Just hope for the best
And hope the other
Doesn’t think the same thing you are when they do it back to you!

Copyright 1993-1999, Agrimorfee  (i might have more at a later date, if I can dig them up)


I think hearing these as poetry type readings would be cool, Very nice Agri!

It's cool to see what you guys do outside of parodies, and the instrumental writings are very interesting. . . . .I was hesitant about posting this thread at first, but now I'm glad I did. . .

If I ever get the programs to do so, I am eager to dive into the world of mashups...I've already got 5 whole concept albums lined up! I've also created single covers for each of them - taking the original single covers, and meshing them together in MS Paint. Hey, it keeps me busy.

I've done a dozen or more non-parodies (a number that more than doubles once you include the musical - but I haven't set those to music, yet), though if memory serves, I only have one serious song - an anti-religious rant called "In the name of the Lord": I haven't a recording I really like of that, yet, but I may at some point post what I have.

ME ALSO

I'm torn and depressed
in my solidified state
Statements I make keep others in limbo
It's almost like religion

(Chorus)
I'm a fly on the wall
Shooting the cherry-colored sky
With my oral bullets

So, then I visited New Orleans
To awaken my aesthetic need
There I found gospel singers singing to the glories
Almost like me
Then I met the prophet in an abandoned churchyard
He growled and said, "Take your love to another town,"
So I hid in isolation
(Chorus)

And then I came back
After a brief span of Night and Day
I have repackaged the whole of myself
Into a new course of action, baby!
(Chorus)
I'm muttering and cursing to myself, now
But that makes it all better I guess.
And just think, it can happen to YOU, TOO!
(Chorus)
Copyright 1992, Agrimorfee


(big karma points for the first person to guess what music artist this song is really about...)

ME ALSO

I'm torn and depressed
in my solidified state
Statements I make keep others in limbo
It's almost like religion

(Chorus)
I'm a fly on the wall
Shooting the cherry-colored sky
With my oral bullets

So, then I visited New Orleans
To awaken my aesthetic need
There I found gospel singers singing to the glories
Almost like me
Then I met the prophet in an abandoned churchyard
He growled and said, "Take your love to another town,"
So I hid in isolation
(Chorus)

And then I came back
After a brief span of Night and Day
I have repackaged the whole of myself
Into a new course of action, baby!
(Chorus)
I'm muttering and cursing to myself, now
But that makes it all better I guess.
And just think, it can happen to YOU, TOO!
(Chorus)
Copyright 1992, Agrimorfee


(big karma points for the first person to guess what music artist this song is really about...)




I can think of a number of artists. . .but whatever it is, I like it a lot.