“Weird Al” Week, 5/6
My mama told me when I was hatched,
“Act like a superstar.
Save your allowance,
Buy a bubble dress,
And, someday, you will go far.”Now, on red carpets,
Well, I’m hard to miss,
The press follows everywhere I go
I’ll poke your eye out with a dress like this;
Back off and enjoy the show!I’m sure my critics will say
It’s a grotesque display;
Well, they can bite me, baby,
I perform this wayI might be wearin’ swiss cheese,
Or maybe covered with bees;
It doesn’t mean I’m crazy,
I perform this way
(‘form this way!)Ooh, my little monsters pay
Lots ‘cause I perform this way
Baby, I perform this way
(‘form this way)
Ooh, don’t worry, I’m okay
Hey, I just perform this way
I’m not crazy, I perform this wayI’ll be a troll
Or evil queen,
I’ll be a human
Jellybean,
‘Cause every day
Is Halloween
For meI’m so completely original;
My new look is all the rage
I’ll wrap my small intestines ‘round my neck
And set fire to myself on stageI’ll wear a porcupine on my head
On a W-H-I-M
And, for now reason, now I’ll sing in French
Excusez-moi, Qui a pété?
(Express yourself)Got my straight-jacket today,
It’s made of gold lamé
No, not because I’m crazy,
I perform this wayI strap prime rib to my feet,
Cover myself with raw meat;
I’ll bet you’ve never seen a skirt steak
Worn this wayDon’t be offended
When you see
My latest pop
Monstrosity
I’m strange, weird, shocking, odd, bizarre,
I’m Frankenstein,
I’m AvatarThere’s nothing too embarrassing,
I’ll honestly do anything
But wear white after Labor Day,
‘Cause, baby,
I perform this wayHope you won’t think it’s cliché
If I go nude today;
Don’t call the cops, now, baby,
I perform this wayNo reason I should regret
All the attention I get;
I’m not completely crazy,
I perform this way, yeahI perform this way, hey,
I perform this way, hey
I’m always deviatin’ from the norm this way, hey
I perform this way, hey,
I perform this way, hey
I’m really not insane,
I just perform this way, hey
“Weird Al” Week, 6/6Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from realityOpen your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see,
I’m just a poor boy,
I need no sympathy,Because I’m easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows,Doesn’t really matter to me(To me)
Mama, just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away.
Mama, ooh,Didn’t mean to make you cry,
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry onAs if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine,
Body’s aching all the timeGoodbye, everybody, I’ve got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh(Any way the wind blows),
I don’t wanna die,
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, ScaramoucheWill you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning,
Very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo,
(Galileo) Galileo,
Galileo Figaro
Magnifico!
I’m just a poor boy, nobody loves me;
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go!)Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!)Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!) Will not let you go
(Let me go!) Will not let you go
(Let me go!) Whoa, whoa, whoa
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh, mama mia, mama mia)Mama mia, let me go.
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me!For me, for meeee
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby,Can’t do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out,Just gotta get right outta here.
Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me
(Nothing matters!
Nothing matters!Nothing matters!)
Any way the wind
Any way the wind,
Any way the wind blows
OP Theme + Garry’s Theme
I had a melody stuck in my head all day and when I got home I realised it was the Ib Piano Medley.
