My brother-in-law sent me the beginning of this many years ago. I threw on some verses and sent it back, and we e-mailed back and forth, during what must have been an outstandingly productive day at work for both of us, until it reached its completed state.
Then we forgot about it for eleven years, until he found it on an old storage drive.
And now, here it is!
Home
and Deranged
Concept by Dave Luer
Lyrics by Dave Luer and Jeff McGinley
(Parody of Home on the Range)
Completed October 23, 2009
Concept by Dave Luer
Lyrics by Dave Luer and Jeff McGinley
(Parody of Home on the Range)
Completed October 23, 2009
(Click here for the music if you want to sing along)
Where the buffalo roam,
And I’ll show you a house full of chips.
As around them we slide,
We have dirtied our hide,
Every time any one of us slips.
Home, home and
deranged.
Our canines came down with the mange.
The cat is now flat,
Nothing better than that
From a large mammal that’s kind of fat.
They
charged in through the gate
and not one stopped to wait .
Bison filled our entire floor plan.
They sat on
the TV
and there's no place to pee
'Cause the big one got stuck in the can.
Home, Home and
deranged.
This’d be funny if up on the stage.
But since it is not,
We’re in a tight spot.
Wedged ‘tween the fridge and the range….
Now
we’re stuck so we sulk,
Doors are blocked with their bulk,
So there’s no way we’ll ever get loose
It
can only get worse
As we finish this verse,
They’ve invited their cousins the moose.
Home, home
and deranged
We would like our predicament changed
For our house is now full
Of a whole lotta bull
Which are easy as pie to enrage.
Where the buffalo roam,
And I’ll show you a house full of chips.
We have dirtied our hide,
Every time any one of us slips.
Our canines came down with the mange.
The cat is now flat,
Nothing better than that
From a large mammal that’s kind of fat.
and not one stopped to wait .
Bison filled our entire floor plan.
and there's no place to pee
'Cause the big one got stuck in the can.
This’d be funny if up on the stage.
But since it is not,
We’re in a tight spot.
Wedged ‘tween the fridge and the range….
Doors are blocked with their bulk,
So there’s no way we’ll ever get loose
As we finish this verse,
They’ve invited their cousins the moose.
We would like our predicament changed
For our house is now full
Of a whole lotta bull
Which are easy as pie to enrage.
What is it with my family and collaborative cattle songs?
2 comments:
After something like 14 or so years, its great to see this out in the wild. Thank you for participating in this episode of silliness with me back in the day.
It was a lot of fun, and it still gets hits here and there.
thanx again
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