In The Navy 2011

In The Navy 2011 (Parody of "In The Navy"by The Village People)


Where can you find pleasure
Seeking hidden treasure
In your shipmate’s BVD’s
There’s no ask or tell now, everything is swell now
There’s more semen on the seas
You can learn to pile drive
Even learn to skin dive
Study male anatomy
You can play the skin flute
If your bunkmate’s real cute
And he’s playing on your team

In the navy
You can embrace your fellow man
In the navy
And offer him a playful hand
In the navy
You can shower with a friend
In the navy, in the navy
You can scuttle someone’s butt
In the navy
There’ll be lots of time to rut
In the navy
Put your feelings on display
In the navy
Congress said it was okay
In the navy, in the navy, in the navy

They want you, they want you
They want you if you are a fruit

Tired of the land strife
Sickened by the straight life
Here’s your shot to get away
Go down and enlist
You might just have a tryst
If your recruiter’s also gay
Go and take a chance
And search for some romance
Gobs of seamen think your way
Just throw on your pea coat
Jump into a love boat
Make your dreams come true today
　
In the navy
You can embrace your fellow man
In the navy
And offer him a playful hand
In the navy
You can shower with a friend
In the navy, in the navy
You can scuttle someone’s butt
In the navy
There’ll be lots of time to rut
In the navy
Put your feelings on display
In the navy
Congress said it was okay
In the navy, in the navy, in the navy

They want you, they want you
They want you if you are a fruit

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Christmas Song 2010

The Christmas Song 2010
(Parody of "The Christmas Song" by Nat King Cole)

Hot dog roasting o’er a garbage can
Shopping Goodwill for your clothes
Repo man pulls away with your car
On your home, they’re ready to foreclose

But everybody knows
That AIG and Citigroup
Will keep bankruptcy at bay
CEO’s, with their corporate jets
Do anything but cut their pay

Yes Bush and Paulson had their way
The golden parachutes and bonuses will stay
Now all the taxpayers will bitch and fret
"It looks like all they do is run up the national debt"

So now we’re living in a welfare state
At least for those too big to fail
Little folks try to steal like they do
But they wind up in jail

Yes Bush and Paulson had their way
The golden parachutes and bonuses will stay
So what’s another lousy trillion bucks
As usual, the taxpayer’s shit out of luck

And so I’m offering this simple truth
Doesn’t matter what you do
Although it’s been spun as a rescue or loan
It’s a bailout, merry bailout
It’s a bailout, so screw you

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It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like X-mas

It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like X-mas
(Parody of “It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas”)

It’s beginning to look a lot like X-mas
Everywhere is snow
There are Christmas trees all around
But no crèches are on the ground
The atheists all said they had to go

It’s beginning to look a lot like X-mas
Crosses all are bare
The judges have made it so
To a church you have to go
You can see Him there

A nice public square that is barren and bare
Is the wish of the ACLU
A big empty fir with no angels or myrrh
Is about the best you can do
At least we still have Santa Claus and all his reindeer too!

It’s beginning to look a lot like X-mas
The Magi have been canned
Joseph and Mary are not around
Baby Jesus cannot be found
The whole darn holy family’s been banned

It’s beginning to look a lot like X-mas
Where can faithers run?
The Supreme Court is where to go
If you really want to show
Church and state are one!
　
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