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"The Fool On the Hill" pops to mind...
OTOH, maybe not. If you read the lyrics to that song carefully, you realize the fool on the hill isn't such a fool at all. Perhaps you could modify it so that it's "narrated" by a Hoax Proponent, and he's accusing the fool on the hill (*cough* Jay *cough*) of being a fool for thinking that the astronauts could survive the Van Allen belts, the shadows would be non-parallel, etc. I've always thought the HPs' arguments are their own worst enemies; perhaps one could emphasize that in the parody. "The fool on the hill is... essentially green"... hmm, wish I could make that scan. :P |
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Donnie B. - Good one!
![]() gethen - Great! ![]() So, I managed to think of something on my own. Take the song "We Didn't Start the Fire" (forgot the artist ops: ). Let's see, call it "We Didn't Start the Lier," or maybe "We Didn't Cause the Lier."For the verses, list all the Hoaxers, their arguments, their methods, and all the other blah-blah. If it works, fill in some of the debunking info. somewhere in the song.
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"Sing a song of Hoagland
Baked in a pie Sibrel, Kaysing and Homer All telling lies" That would be a pun on the blackbirds baked in a pie song. A pun on The Sun Song - go to the song called "Why Does the Sun Shine" and click on 32. My version of the song: "The hoaxers are a mass of incoherent fools That have no conception of fact. That twist truth and facts Into stupid lies With no respect for NASA's achievements."
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I could see taking Pink Floyd: The Wall, the entire album, and turning it into Apollo: The Lie.
Is There Anybody In There? Hey Neil The C Rock Bring the LEM back home Goodbye Starry Sky Another Crack in the Lie (Parts I-III) But I'm not creative enough for this. Someone help me out here. :-)
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I was thinking about this in the car today. A lot of the parody's I've heard on the radio don't necessarily have a title that's appropriate to the new topic, they just have a tune that's fairly easy to change the words around. I think that's the way I'm going with this, though I haven't come up with anything yet. Not that there's anything wrong with finding a title that fits. How about "Lunatic Fringe" by Red Ryder? |
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OK,
Would you like to fly in my beautiful baloon? To Huston where we'll try to pretend it is the Moon.... Hmmmm.... poor, I guess it sounds better if you have the tune in your head
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To the tune of "You Are My Sunshine" (hey, everybody knows it)
Chorus: There is no moon hoax, No NASA secret, It's just Bart Sibrel's quest for fame, He and Bill Kaysing, Fleecing the world now, And their "proof"--it's all simply lame. Additonal verses might include: Bart Sibrel thought "Hey, I'll catch Buzz Aldrin, I'll put him on the spot today. I'll bring my bible, I'll make him 'fess up." And it's in the dirt he lay. Chorus: Well, you get the idea. [/i] |
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"It's all in Your Head" by Diamond Rio Momma died young giving birth to a son In a home for wayward girls Daddy was sidewalk, soapbox preacher Looking forward to the end of the world Every Friday night he'd pick a Jesus fight Down at the local pool hall Racking up souls condemning all those Caught behind the eight ball He said I preach for the light - the light shows the way Don't ever trust what the government say We never walked on the moon Elvis ain't dead You ain't going crazy It's all in your head Lucy was a messed up, dressed up waitress With a slightly tarnished heart of gold She wasn't half bad for a new step momma As far as step momma's go Daddy knew she was the one as he baked in the sun In a parking lot preaching the truth Up shot her hand and she cried, oh, man I feel it, yes, I feel it I do It's been revealed to me down deep in my soul There were two shooters on the grassy knoll We never walked on the moon Elvis ain't dead You ain't going crazy It's all in your head Let us sing It's all interpretation To find the truth you gotta read between the lines Work out your own salvation That narrow path is hard to define Heaven's more than a place It's a state of mind In his quest for truth Daddy was moved by the spirit To take up a snake In a moment of doubt the venom turned out Stronger than daddy's faith But I'll never forget his dying breath The last words that he said We never walked on the moon Elvis ain't dead You ain't going crazy It's all in your head Let me tell ya It's all interpretation To find the truth you gotta read between the lines Work out your own salvation That narrow path is hard to define Heaven's more than a place It's a state of mind State of mind ![]()
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(Tune: Goodbye Blue Sky -- Pink Floyd) Goodbye, Rene, Guy By Valiant dancer Oooooooooooooooooo. Oooooooooooooooooo. Did, did, did you see the frightened ones? Did, did, did you see the falling lies? Did, did, did you ever wonder why he had to run for shelter when the promise of a brave new world unfolded beneath a factual sky? Goodbye, Rene, Guy Goodbye, Rene, Guy Goodbye Goodbye
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