Welcome to Wordplay Thursday!
Let’s mix things up a little this week. Growing up, I was a fan of Weird Al Yankovic (heck, I guess I’m still a fan, really). As a word guy, I loved writing parodies of songs. It was great creative training, though I didn’t know that then. It gave me practice writing words that fit a certain phrasing and melody, and I got to make up funny stories. Good times.
So here’s today’s writing prompt. Let’s write a parody. Or at least a few lines. Don’t feel like you have to do the whole song. Just do whatever you have the time or inclination for. It’s just a fun creative exercise.
Today, let’s write a parody of:
“Drunk On A Plane” by Dierks Bentley
You can write about anything, but here’s a suggestion:
“Skunk On A Plane”
I’d love to hear what you come up with, so please share in the comments. Oh, and please keep your posts below an R-rating. It’s a family show, after all!
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Funk On A Plane
Lordy Lordy what’s that smell
Can’t see it so I really can’t tell
Musta been somethin somebody ate
Mak’n my nose discombobulated
Next time gonna take a train
No where to run, no where to hide
From this funk on a plane
I can’t believe my daughters going on a first date
He’s probably going to be as smart as an egg crate
Here he is walking up to the door…
A punk with no brain
I bet his dad is a left-winger
And mom sits at home watchin Jerry Springer
I think this is there last date…
He’s a punk with no brain
Spraying stink at everybody
Oh my god he’s so stinky
Got this 737 smelling like compost
Stewardess is gaggin’ like crazy
Leanin’ spittin’ puke looks sickly
Told her about my V8 juice
Got a little mile-high tomato bathin’
It’s pepe le pew up in the clouds
I smell so bad, I won’t ever smell right
My nose it hurts, I’m in so much pain
You all know why I’ve got a skunk on my plane
Title: I Got A Drunk On My Brain (written from a wife’s perspective)
Another car goes by but no headlights in the driveway
I know its closing time at Bertoni’s by the freeway
I wish I didn’t care but that man is driving me insane
I got a drunk on my brain
A little after two he comes stumbling in the bedroom
Shucking off his clothes and tripping on his own shoes
I try to get some sleep but it’s always the same old thang
I got a drunk on my brain
I wasn’t familiar with the Dierks Bentley song so I just came up with this original song lyric.
It was all elbows and knee bones
As terrified passengers fled
With hands clamped firmly to noses
And eyes all watery and red
They prayed for fresh air in terror
Some thought they would go insane
No escape from the four legged horror
They were trapped by the skunk on a plane
Chorus
Skunk on a plane, skunk on a plane
Oh what a revolting plight
Skunk on a plane, skunk on a plane
Lord, please get me off of this flight
Tanked in a terminal
5:45 was when I arrived and now I’m waving goodbye to 8
Watching connecting flights and passengers fight with this poor lady at the gate.
They’re yelling what the Hell, I’m still at ATL, and will we ever get on this plane.
I’m just sitting back sipping my coke and jack thinking man this worlds insane.
Cause I’m tanked in a terminal this great fish tank full of life
Flying high and dry, just killing time, till I’m back with the kids and wife.
Yes I’m tanked in a terminal; everybody’s going up the wall
But this layover has got me laying nice, thanks to Alcohol
I made my way passed the Chick-fil-a and grabbed a stool at the Sam Adams bar
Listened to a guy who was about to cry because a storm just hit Dallas/Fort Worth
He said he missed a meeting, and they changed his seating, and you can kiss my ass Southwest
I said sorry to hear let me buy you a beer and ordered up a couple Octoberfest’s.
Cause I’m tanked in a terminal this great fish tank full of life
Flying high and dry, just killing time, till I’m back with the kids and wife.
Yes I’m tanked in a terminal; everybody’s going up the wall
But this layover has got me laying nice, thanks to Alcohol
I took two weeks vacation down to Nashville
Leavin’ hung-over cause that how I want to go out
Now I’m boarding and there’s this funk, I don’t know what’s to blame
but it smells like a skunk on a plane
At first I thought it might just bit a little marijuana
We’re leavin’ BNA & those musicians, yeah, they’re gonna
but there’s a tail poking out the compartment above seat 7A
Oh man! It’s a skunk on a plane!
Sprayin’, scarin’ everybody
Save the pilot! It’s not funny!
Got this 737 smellin’ like a 4-2-O
Stewardess is goin’ crazy
O-2 mask but she’s still faintin’
Man says lock it in the bathroom
“Quick somebody! Get a broom!”
It’s Skunk Dynasty up in the clouds
The smell’s so bad, it may never come out
We’ll try anything just to keep it tame
It’s way worse than snakes, it’s skunk on a plane
Thunder and lighting
Right at closing time
Stumbling into the street
Walking a crooked line..
Dreading the morning’s light
Pounding in my brain
Here I am alone again
A drunk out in the rain…
Skunk On The Plane
Took two weeks vacation but couldn’t get a sitter
Packed a little carry-on to carry on my critter
Now he fits snug as a bug under seat 7A
I snuck my skunk on the plane
Held my breath through x-ray and got through undetected
They’re good a catching guns and knives but never did suspect us
Back home friends just won’t believe what happened today
I snuck my skunk on the plane
At 30,000 feet and rising
This old skunk is finally flying
Hope the pilot keeps her steady, skunks hate turbulence
But if the plane starts getting stinky
I’ll buy the flight three rounds of whiskey
Maybe if they’re drunk they won’t notice much
Our stewardess is serving snacks
Salted nuts in an itty bitty bag
If she gives me ten more I’ll never say
Hey babe, I snuck my skunk on the plane
You people are funny!
Feelin bored so I bought some white chalk
Then I drew my outline there on the sidewalk
Hid in some bushes
Watchin’ as the people came
Hey, I JUST LOVE TO PLAY GAMES
Wrote a note to my mom on the refridge
“Know who you are and the bad thing you did”
She read it and
fainted dead away
Hey, I JUST LOVE TO PLAY GAMES