Satire Man

This song is a parody of “Ode to a Superhero” by “Weird Al” Yankovic, which in turn is a parody of “Piano Man” by Billy Joel. For THIS parody, original lyrics are by Muser Anonymous*. Several of Mr. Yankovic's song titles and a section of the Yoda chant are quoted or paraphrased. I probably should have asked for permission... but I couldn't work up the nerve!

Satire Man

It’s Wednesday night and I’m feeling like
This week is just not going to end.
If I hear one more news brief or sob story
I swear that I’ll go ‘round the bend.

So I drag myself home to my stereo
And I grab the first disk that I find.
I hit play and I pray and then I start to sway
To sweet polka that soothes my stressed mind.

Oh, la li la, li de da da
La la, li le la da dum

Sing us a song, you’re the satire man,
Sing us a song, tonight.
Yes, we’re all in the mood for a parody
‘Cause we know reality bites.

There are tender torch songs for the lovelorn
Who want to see their ex get maimed.
And a sweet little ditty about a guy you would pity
With a libido that cannot be tamed.

There are medleys of popular rock hits
Done in polka, as God first intended.
And the Yoda chant hitch is it left me in stitches;
Tried to learn it, but overextended.

[Chanted]
PORK!
Homina! Homina!Homina homina homina!
ba ba oom mow mow
ba ba oom mow ma mow
ba ba oom mow mow
ba ba oom mow ma mow

Oh, la li la, li de da da
La la, li le la da dum

The accordion crashes great waves of sound
And the drum beats send my feet to dance.
Soon I’m singing along to a glorious song
About how I’m a genius in France.

And he’s riding around on his Segway,
And his leg is up behind his head;
I’m surprised that he hasn’t yet hurt himself,
And am very glad that he’s not dead.

Sing us a song, you’re the satire man,
Sing us a song, tonight.
‘Cause you’re bright and you’re funny and so limber now
And patently nerdy and white.

I watch interviews and videos on YouTube
But my disk copies are all legit.
Yes, to download these songs would truly be wrong;
He deserves to be paid for his wit.

There’s no politics, no swearing, and no violence
(Except for that gross weasel song).
So, now please don’t perspire, but I’d like to enquire
How’s the next album coming along?

Oh, la li la, li de da da
La la, li le la da dum

Sing a polka, a rap or soliloquy,
Just sing us a song tonight.
'Cause we all sure could use a good laugh now
And we know that you’ll do it right.




*Please do not copy, abscond with, or plagarize this song. I've done enough plagarism for the both of us. You are, however, welcome to send people to this link so they can learn the lyrics and enjoy the song for themselves. If publicly singing the song, please (a) let me know so I can be appropriately thrilled, and (b) contact me for my actual name for proper citation of authorship, with my thanks. Hey, I'm seeing if I can establish a career here...!

And yes, I have too much free time.