Parrot Karaoke 



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In honor of Ascar the Parrot, who sits upon True-Hearted Easterling's hand.  Collected 12/1/03


I need your help with some off-topic lyrics. "It's hard to make dinner with a parrot.on your hand....It's hard to make dinner with a parrot on your hand....It's hard to make dinner with a parrot on your hand....It's hard...."

Well, you get the idea. At my house, this is sung to some nameless tune and repeated until the parrot finally gets off my hand so I can make dinner.

How about some parrot karaoke? - True-Hearted Easterling

Isn't that part of a Paul Simon song?  I know he did it on the Muppet Show... I'll have to check it out for lyrics ;-)  - Icarus

I was thinking more like Jimmy Buffet. - True-Hearted Easterling

boriel:  True's Parrot song, draft one... to the tune: she'll be comin' 'round the mountain when she comes

It's hard to make dinner with a parrot on your hand!
It's hard to make dinner with a parrot on your hand!
It's hard to make dinner...
Can't you see me getting thinner?
It's hard to make dinner with a parrot on your hand!

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Lothithil:
Draft two... to the tune: on top of old smokey

On top of my hand, see
A parrot does lurk
It makes it quite hard, yes
To attempt to cook

I'm counting to twenty
I'm holding my breath
If he doesn't move soon
I may starve to death

Well, I'm in no danger of starving to death, but this one's pretty funny. - True-Hearted Easterling

i like it, except you should hold your breath + count 20 and then make parrot pie or somethin. - boriel

"Four and twenty parrots baked in a pie..." - True-Hearted Easterling

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Lothithil: and one more draft, in honour of PotC's eminent release
 to the tune: Yo Ho- A Pirate's Life For Me

Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a Parrot's life for me
I've plummage, I plunder I cackle and toot
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!

I catnap and ravage and don't give a hoot
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!
Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a Parrot's life for me

I extort, I pilfer I filch and snack
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!
Then I do a trick so you won't attack
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!
Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a Parrot's life for me

I hide in the curtains and tease the cat
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!
I dump out my cage and then poop on your hat
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!
I'm a rascal, a scoundrel, a villain, a knave
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!
I'm a devil and black sheep - a really bad egg!
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!
Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a Parrot's life for me

I'm a beggar and blighter and a ne'er do- Ill cad
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!
Aye, but I'm loved by my mommy and dad
Pass out the crackers, yo ho!

I do need to correct one misconception. It really should be "Polly want a walnut?" - True-Hearted Easterling

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boriel: parrot karaoke...sung to the tune of Addicted to Love

your favorite place
seems to be
the only place
that impedes me
how can i work
with you there
all you do
is sit and stare
you'd like to think you were king of the land
oh yeah
if i had my way to your cage you'd be banned
its hard to make dinner with a parrot on my hand

Oh yes, very nice. He does think he is King Ascar. - True-Hearted Easterling

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Primula: Third draft....or fourth? Something anyway...

To the Brady Bunch Theme song

Here's the story of a lovely lady
Who was cooking with three stainless steel pans.
But when she went to stir she was hampered -
A parrot on her hand.

Here's the story of a starving lady,
So despairing of ever getting fed,
For the parrot would not go perch-sitting;
Preferred her hand instead.

Till the one day when the lady tipped the parrot
And it knew it was much more than a hunch,
That this stew would somehow taste like chicken.
That's the way it all became the Parrot Brunch.
The Parrot Brunch,

That's the way it all became the Parrot Brunch.
The Parrot Brunch.

Not that that really was his fate, of course! (At least I hope not) - Primula

LOL - this is the one I'm going to start singing to Ascar...the parrot brunch, the parrot brunch - True-Hearted Easterling

Hahaha! White wine with parrot, right? - Lothithil

Primula: And one more...couldn't resist!

To the tune of Frosty the Snowman...


Ascar the Parrot, was a jolly happy bird,
With a pointy beak and a feather bright, and No Biting for his words.
Ascar the Parrot, is a toe-gourmet, they say.
He was on the go, but True-Hearted knows he came to sit one day.
There must have been some comfort in her busy hand he found,
For when she tried to cook supper, he refused to move around!
Oh, Ascar the Parrot was a-sitting on her hand;
And True-Hearted says she could never cook,
While ol' Ascar took his stand.

Sittity sit sit, Sittity sit sit
Look at Ascar stare.

Sittity sit sit, Sittity sit sit
No supper while he's there!