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Na początek drobne słowo wstępu, a mianowicie kim jest owy "Weird Al":

Alfred Matthew "Weird Al" Yankovic (ur. 23 października 1959 w Lynwood w Kalifornii) – amerykański muzyk, satyryk, parodysta, akordeonista i producent telewizyjny.

Jest głównie znany ze swoich dowcipnych piosenek na tematy popkulturowe i parodii znanych utworów innych artystów.

[w:] Wikipedia, Wolna Encyklopedia (http://pl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weird_Al_Yankovic)

Wydawałoby się, że nic wielkiego. Powiem jednak szczerze, że sposób, w jaki pan Al parodiuje owe "znane utwory innych artystów" jest niebywały. Ciężko mi to wyrazić, jednak nie spotkałem się nigdy z tak dokładną parodią. Porównując klipy -- oryginały i parodie -- można dojrzeć, że praktycznie każdy szczegół pierwowzoru zostaje wyśmiany w jego przeróbce. Oczywiście, nie oglądałem/słuchałem wszystkich teledysków/utworów, dlatego mój ogląd nie jest pełny. Jednakże to, co zobaczyłem, wprawiło mnie w naprawdę wspaniały humor, a relacje i porządki przestały być tak beznadziejne i nudne. :-)

Poniżej prezentuję moje dwa ulubione klipy (oraz liryki piosenek): Fat (przeróbka Bad Michela Jacksona) i Amish Paradise (przeróbka Gangsters Paradise Coolio). Mam nadzieję, że komuś też poprawią humor w trakcie tych trudnych dwóch tygodni.

I'm Fat

[ A tutaj mamy oryginał ]

I'm Fat: Your butt is wide, well mine is too Just watch your mouth or I'll sit on you The word is out, better treat me right 'Cause I'm the king of cellulite Ham on, ham on, ham on whole wheat, all right My zippers bust, my buckles break I'm too much man for you to take The pavement cracks when I fall down I've got more chins than Chinatown Well, I've never used a phone booth And I've never seen my toes When I'm goin' to the movies I take up seven rows Because I'm fat, I'm fat, come on (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, come on you know (Fat, fat, really really fat) Don't you call me pudgy, portly or stout Just now tell me once again who's fat When I walk out to get my mail It measures on the Richter scale Down at the beach I'm a lucky man I'm the only one who gets a tan If I have one more pie a la mode I'm gonna need my own zip code When you're only having seconds I'm having twenty-thirds When I go to get my shoes shined I gotta take their word Because I'm fat, I'm fat, sha mone (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it you know (Fat, fat, really really fat) And my shadow weighs forty-two pounds Lemme tell you once again who's fat If you see me comin' your way Better give me plenty space If I tell you that I'm hungry Then won't you feed my face Because I'm fat, I'm fat, sha mone (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it, you know (Fat, fat, really really fat) Woo woo woo, when I sit around the house I really sit around the house You know I'm fat, I'm fat, come on (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know, you know, you know, come on (Fat, fat, really really fat) And you know all by myself I'm a crowd Lemme tell you once again You know I'm huge, I'm fat, you know it (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, you know, hoo (Fat, fat, really really fat) You know I'm fat, I'm fat, you know it, you know (Fat, fat, really really fat) And the whole world knows I'm fat and I'm proud Just tell me once again who's fat

I'm Bad: Your Butt Is Mine, Gonna Take You Right Just Show Your Face In Broad Daylight I'm Telling You On How I Feel Gonna Hurt Your Mind Don't Shoot To Kill Come On, Come On, Lay It On Me All Right... I'm Giving You On Count Of Three To Show Your Stuff Or Let It Be... I'm Telling You Just Watch Your Mouth I Know Your Game What You're About Well They Say The Sky's The Limit And To Me That's Really True But My Friend You Have Seen Nothing Just Wait 'Til I Get Through... Because I'm Bad, I'm Bad - Come On (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - You Know It (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - Come On, You Know (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) And The Whole World Has To Answer Right Now Just To Tell You Once Again, Who's Bad... The Word Is Out You're Doin' Wrong Gonna Lock You Up Before Too Long, Your Lyin' Eyes Gonna Take You Right So Listen Up Don't Make A Fight, Your Talk Is Cheap You're Not A Man You're Throwin' Stones To Hide Your Hands But They Say The Sky's The Limit And To Me That's Really True And My Friends You Have Seen Nothin' Just Wait 'Til I Get Through... Because I'm Bad, I'm Bad - Come On (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - You Know It (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - You Know It, You Know (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) And The Whole World Has To Answer Right Now Just To Tell You Once Again, Who's Bad... We Can Change The World Tomorrow This Could Be A Better Place If You Don't Like What I'm Sayin' Then Won't You Slap My Face... Because I'm Bad, I'm Bad - Come On (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - You Know It (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - You Know It, You Know (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) (And The Whole World HasTo Answer Right Now Just To Tell You Once Again...) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - Come On (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - You Know It, You Know It (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know, You Know, You Know, Come On (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) And The Whole World Has To Answer Right Now Just To Tell You You Know I'm Smooth, I'm Bad, You Know It (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad Baby (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know, You Know, You Know It, Come On (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) And The Whole World Has To Answer Right Now You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - You Know It (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad - You Know - Hoo! (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) You Know I'm Bad, I'm Bad - You Know It, You Know (Bad Bad - Really, Really Bad) And The Whole World Has To Answer Right Now Just To Tell You Once Again... Who's Bad?

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The Amish Paradise

[ A tutaj mamy oryginał ]

The Amish Paradise: As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain But that's just perfect for an Amish like me You know, I shun fancy things like electricity At 4:30 in the morning I'm milkin' cows Jebediah feeds the chickens and Jacob plows... fool And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long that Even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin But if I finish all of my chores and you finish thine Then tonight we're gonna party like it's 1699 We been spending most our lives Living in an Amish paradise I've churned butter once or twice Living in an Amish paradise It's hard work and sacrifice Living in an Amish paradise We sell quilts at discount price Living in an Amish paradise A local boy kicked me in the butt last week I just smiled at him and turned the other cheek I really don't care, in fact I wish him well 'Cause I'll be laughing my head off when he's burning in hell But I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved An Amish with a 'tude? You know that's unheard of I never wear buttons but I got a cool hat And my homies all I agree I look good in black... fool If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years But we ain't really quaint, so please don't point and stare We're just technologically impaired There's no phone, no lights, no motorcar Not a single luxury Like Robinson Caruso It's as primitave as can be We been spending most our lives Living in an Amish paradise We're just plain and simple guys Living in an Amish paradise There's no time for sin and vice Living in an Amish paradise We don't fight, we all play nice Living in an Amish paradise Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise another Think you're really rightous? Think you're pure in heart? Well, I know I'm a million times as humble as thou art I'm the pious guy the little Amlettes wanna be like On my knees day and night scorin' points for the afterlife So don't be vain and don't be whiny Or else, my brother, I might just have to get medieval on your heinie We been spending most our lives Living in an Amish paradise We're all crazy Mennonites Living in an Amish paradise There's no cops or traffic lights Living in an Amish paradise But you'd probably think it bites Living in an Amish paradise

The Gangsters Paradise: As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I take a look at my life and realise there's not much left Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long that Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone But I ain’t never crossed a man that didn't deserve it Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of You better watch how you talking, and where you walking Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk I really hate to trip but I gotta lope As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke ... fool I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the street light They been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise Look at the situation, they got me facing I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip So I gotta be down with the hood team Too much television watching got me chasing dreams I'm a educated fool with money on my mind Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye I'm a loped out gangsta set trippin banger And my homies is down so don’t arouse my anger ... fool Death ain’t nothing but a heartbeat away I'm living life do or die, what can I say I'm 23 now but will I live to see 24 The way things is going I don't know Tell me why are we so blind to see That the ones we hurt are you and me. They been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise Power and the money, money and the power Minute after minute, hour after hour Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking What's going on in the kitchen, but I don't know what's cooking They say I've got to learn but nobody's here to teach me If they can't understand it, how can they reach me I guess they can't I guess they won't I guess they front That's why I know my life is out of luck ... fool They been spending most their lives living in the gangsta's paradise We keep spending most our lives living in the gangsta's paradise Tell me why are we so blind to see That the ones we hurt are you and me. Tell me why are we so blind to see That the ones we hurt are you and me.

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