I made a Vertigo song lyric parody...

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I thought "You could record a voicemail message for your cellphone, by singing Vertigo, slightly tuned..."

The song would go;

'Hello, hello, (Hola) I'm away from the telephone, (Donde Esta?) But please, leave a message, after the beep, beep!'

Now, have that sung to..

'Hello, hello (Hola) I'm at a place called Vertigo (Donde Esta?) It's everything I wish I didn't know, but you, give me something I can feel, feel!'
 
theu2fly said:
I thought "You could record a voicemail message for your cellphone, by singing Vertigo, slightly tuned..."

The song would go;

'Hello, hello, (Hola) I'm away from the telephone, (Donde Esta?) But please, leave a message, after the beep, beep!'

Now, have that sung to..

'Hello, hello (Hola) I'm at a place called Vertigo (Donde Esta?) It's everything I wish I didn't know, but you, give me something I can feel, feel!'
That doesn't fit into the melody...
 
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MrBrau1 said:
"Believe it or not, George it not at home, I wonder where George could beeee?"

"Believe it or not, I'm not home!"

:drool: :laugh:

One of my favorite Costanza moments.
 
Yes, he does. The correct thing:

Believe it or not
George isn't at home
Please leave a message at the beep
I must be out, or I'd pick up the phone
Where could I be?
Believe it or not, I'm not home

But it was still funny when mr brau dropped it
 
I have my own Vertigo Parody, I love parodys, i wrote a elevation and sunday bloody sunday one as well, but here is my Vertigo one, and U2Fly yours is cool

Gotta Go

Cuig, Haon, Se, Naoi!

I bought a light, in the shop
it looked like a jungle
Can’t pay in cheque
A losing all my cash
I thought
I had a fifty
But i bought a cd of soul
That could be bought
For 25 euro

Goodbye Goodbye
I’m at this place but I gotta go
You are runnign a half a hour late again
Except this time I have had enough, enough

The sky is full of lights
As planes move accross the night
At really great speeds
The stars twinkle
As the boys bust a rap
They know they can break dance
That all they can do

They have no beat
The guy still says no cheque
The girl is drinking booze
Thinking she can see Jesus in the sky
Swinging round the lampost
Swinging round the lampost
No No No No No No

Goodbye Goodbye
I’m at this place but I gotta go
You are runnign a half a hour late again
Except this time I have had enough, enough

Check the death
Oh no
Its the 16th

All of this, all of this couldn't be worse
All of this, all of this couldn't be worse

All of this, all of this couldn't be worse
I don't have the money so Mooney will break my legs

Goodbye Goodbye
I’m at this place but I gotta go
You are runnign a half a hour late again
Except this time I have had enough, enough

I can feel that sticking beating me now
Your stick is breaking my legs, now i can only kneel

No No No No No No
 
I posted a more finished verision of Gotta go and thge SBS parody, as well as a unfinished Elevationoen and a working on Arobat one, my second latest post in my journal it is. Just to add the alterations on some of thew parodys were done by my mate Noel, which the elevation one is devoted to, and his mole like apperance, and the use of the word sure.
 
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Oh if any one wants ive got:

a vertigo one about a flat tyre
Sometimes you just can't get off the phone
Where the sheets have no stain
and the pest

if anyone wants copies of these let me know

oh and i forgot 'go by' (walk on)
 
Let's go down
and start
Those gnawings in my head
Won't rule our art
I'm feeling so much larger than I ought
But hey our fans are wide and far
I'll fart and they can't wander

Hello, Hello (Dollars!)
Meaningless is all I know
Actually, my mind ain't slow
Except when I write songs they just aren't real
Reeeeeeeeeeaaaaal

My cheques are full of holes
Geldof asks me for more cash
Okay, I'm sold
I wrinkle through my CD case and hold
Our last CD and hey,
Let's go to 4
Or actually to 3 (at least I don't listen to my own stuff)

I don't get the point, this song is sort of dreck
Were fifteen golden grammys all we got? I'm feeling sick
Swiiiiiiingin' that axe,
Swiiiiiiingin' that axe
Ooooooa (4 men choppin' down their talent!)

Hello, Hello (Dollars!)
Meaningless is all I know
Actually, my mind ain't slow
I make so much I may as well make more
And it's easier to make music when you steal
steeeeeeeeeeeal

All this, all this can be ours
All of this, all of this can be ours
All this, all of this can be ours
Lillywhite don't move, I wanna sound exactly like I used to
And no one gets hurt

Hello, Hello (Dollars!)
Meaningless is all I know
Actually, my mind ain't slow
It'll just be easier for everyone
If we eat our banana and put out the peel

oh yeah, the charts are teaching me
fans, you're always teaching me
Your love is teaching me
November Tuesday let us give you the
'04 we're gonna slip on the
Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
When I write songs now they just aren't real
Reeeeeeeeeeaaaaal
 
Miricale_Drug said:
Oh if any one wants ive got:

a vertigo one about a flat tyre
Sometimes you just can't get off the phone
Where the sheets have no stain
and the pest

if anyone wants copies of these let me know

oh and i forgot 'go by' (walk on)

I'd like to see them!
 
smurf_sista said:
Where the sheets have no stain sounds funny as!!

i wish i was talented enough to write somthing like that

Who made that one up? Sure I saw someone coin it round here a while back...
 
someone put the line on here a little while back.. so i went and wrote a streets focusing ont hat line. im not on ''my'' computer at the minute but i'll post some of the ones i mentioned earlier when i get home
 
MrBrau1 said:
"Believe it or not, George it not at home, I wonder where George could beeee?"

"Believe it or not, I'm not home!"

this is actually my answering machine but of course I changed it to my name !!!
 
Ok the first of my promised ones:

Sometimes i dont want to get the phone

Calls, I think you make them all
You're telling me you want to talk-
I don't at all.

You don't have to call at midnight
Only call during daylight!
Let someone take your messages
For me tonight.

Listen to me now,
I need to let you know
You don't have to tie up my phone!

And it's you every time I turn my back
And it's you when I hear my ringtone
Sometimes I don't want to get the phone!

We fight all the time
Because you call every night
It's annoying
You don't want, you don't want to hear me say
That if you didn't call so much
I'd like you a whole lot more.

Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to tie up my phone!

And it's you every time I turn my back
And it's you when I hear my ringtone
Sometimes I don't want to get the phone!

I know you like to talk
I'm bugged when you call
Can you hear me complaining?
You're the reason I complain
You're the reason why I got caller ID!

Where are you now?
I've got to let you know
To deal with problems on your own
Hang up, leave me alone!

And it's you whenever I turn my back
And it's you when I want to be alone
Sometimes I don't want to get the phone!
Sometimes I can't get it
I'm telling you now not to fret it-
If sometimes I don't want to get the phone!
 
FINALLY.

One that actually goes IN TIME WITH THE ORIGINAL TRACK. Great job. I'd like to see someone sit through THAT as an answer machine message...!

The rest of you could learn from the above post...
 
Heres a quick New Years Day one i wrote about The Irish 1916 Easter rising, it is not fuly finished but here is a rough draft.

Easter Week-end

All is quiet on the sun's raise.
A rebel of Ireland gets ready.
I want to be free today, free with you night and day.
Everything changes on Easter Week-end.
On Easter Week-end.

I... will give my life today.
I... will give my life today.

Under a morning sky
A crowd has gathered of nationalist and socialist
Arms carrying, the 1500 few
The wireless says, says
Says it's war, it's war...
And we can win tonight
Though conquered for years
We can be free.

I... I will be free again
I... I will be free again.

Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh.
Oh, maybe it is our time.
Oh, maybe today.
I will fight for your freedom.
I will fight for your freedom.

And so we are told this is our last chance
And surrounded is the base for this war we wage
Though It may be pointless I fight
By a week we have lost
Nothing changed
On Easter Week-end
On Easter Week-end
On Easter Week-end
 
Ok not being cocky but some advise about writing paraodys:

Take topics that SOUND similar
keep the same amount of sylables per line.

be aware of where there are long, held notes and short ones.


*edited by Bonochick to remove the parody (reason reason in the reply below)*
 
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bread n' whine said:
Let's go down
and start
Those gnawings in my head
Won't rule our art
I'm feeling so much larger than I ought
But hey our fans are wide and far
I'll fart and they can't wander

Hello, Hello (Dollars!)
Meaningless is all I know
Actually, my mind ain't slow
Except when I write songs they just aren't real
Reeeeeeeeeeaaaaal

My cheques are full of holes
Geldof asks me for more cash
Okay, I'm sold
I wrinkle through my CD case and hold
Our last CD and hey,
Let's go to 4
Or actually to 3 (at least I don't listen to my own stuff)

I don't get the point, this song is sort of dreck
Were fifteen golden grammys all we got? I'm feeling sick
Swiiiiiiingin' that axe,
Swiiiiiiingin' that axe
Ooooooa (4 men choppin' down their talent!)

Hello, Hello (Dollars!)
Meaningless is all I know
Actually, my mind ain't slow
I make so much I may as well make more
And it's easier to make music when you steal
steeeeeeeeeeeal

All this, all this can be ours
All of this, all of this can be ours
All this, all of this can be ours
Lillywhite don't move, I wanna sound exactly like I used to
And no one gets hurt

Hello, Hello (Dollars!)
Meaningless is all I know
Actually, my mind ain't slow
It'll just be easier for everyone
If we eat our banana and put out the peel

oh yeah, the charts are teaching me
fans, you're always teaching me
Your love is teaching me
November Tuesday let us give you the
'04 we're gonna slip on the
Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
When I write songs now they just aren't real
Reeeeeeeeeeaaaaal

I know this is having a dig at the band but it's still damn hilarious! :wink:
 
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