Write a stereotyped Kidz Bop version of the above lyrics.

To play you put part of a real song you're pretty sure Kidz Bop hasn't done, preferably the chorus, or the first verse and chorus. It can be a dirty adult song, or something perfectly clean. The next person has to write what a Kidz Bop version of those lyrics might look like. It has to have significant Bowdlization not matter how dirty or clean the original lyrics were. It can also be a song they would never do because it's from a cartoon or something.

It's time for Animaniacs And we're zany to the max So just sit back and relax You'll laugh 'til you collapse We're animan-iacs

Come join the warner brothers And the Warner sister, Dot Just for fun we run around the Warner movie lot They lock us in the tower Whenever we get caught But we break loose and then vamoose and now you know the plot

We're animaniacs Dot is cute and Yakko yaks Wakko packs away the snacks While Bill Clinton plays the sax We're Animaniacs

The answers are 1123, Michael Jackson, that creepy dog downstairs, infinity, Axl Rose, keeps your pants up, and Nethaniel and Superfly.

if tries to f***ing leave again ima tie her to the bed and set this house on fire

If we ever leave again ima scream and shout out fire

When life gives you lemons. Make Orange Juice

Since someone needs to put one on here

"Well if you want Shady, this is what I'll give ya

a little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor"

Eminem

Without Me

edited 7th Jul '13 6:45:36 PM by KesagakeBoy

Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .

Literally none of the lyrics are left and the track becomes instrumental in the only way to make it kid friendly.

Radiohead - My Iron Lung

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

Oh, come on, you have to at least try, plus, you didn't provide a specific set of lyrics for your song, so I guess I'll pick some

"My brain says I'm receiving pain A lack of oxygen From my life support My iron lung"

"My friend says I'm receiving rain A lack of fun today From my sky or port My iron tongue"

And now, I shall provide some

"Shriek the lips Across ragged tongue, Convulsing together, sing violently, Move the jaw Cry aloud. Bound up the Dead Triumphantly"

Rob Zombie

Superbeast

edited 7th Jul '13 6:54:15 PM by KesagakeBoy

Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .

"Shriek the lips it's really fun, dancing together, sing loudly, Move the jaw Cry aloud. Make up the bed Triumphantly"

Makes just about as much sense to me.

"Dreams of living life like rappers do
Bump that new E-40 after school
You know big balling with my homies
Earl Stevens had us thinking rational"

edited 7th Jul '13 10:49:59 PM by PhysicalStamina

"Dreams of living life like teachers do

Grade that new report after school

You know big grading with my friends

Principall Evans had us thinking rational"

Alright, try this one:

"Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds

I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down

I went right home and I went to bed

I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head "

Johnny Cash, Cocaine Blues

Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .

"Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds

I took a shot of whole milk and I shot all my thirst down

I went right home and I went to bed

I stuck that comfy little pillow beneath my head "

Now: Blur - Girls and Boys

'' "GIRLS WHO ARE BOYS

WHO LIKE BOYS TO BE GIRLS

WHO DO BOYS LIKE THEY'RE GIRLS

WHO DO GIRLS LIKE THEY'RE BOYS

ALWAYS SHOULD BE SOMEONE YOU REALLY LOVE" ''

edited 8th Jul '13 8:23:57 AM by porschelemans

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

''"GIRLS WHO ARE GIRLS

WHO LIKE BOYS TO BE BOYS

WHO PLAY BOYS LIKE THEY'RE GIRLS

WHO PLAY GIRLS LIKE THEY'RE BOYS

ALWAYS SHOULD BE SOMEONE YOU REALLY LIKE''

Alright, my turn;

''Then one night in desperation

A young man breaks away

He buys a gun, steals a car,

Tries to run, but he don't get far

And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man

Face down on the street with a gun in his hand

In the ghetto''

Elvis Presley

In The Ghetto

edited 8th Jul '13 8:54:28 AM by KesagakeBoy

Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .

''Then one night in a fit of joy

A young man breaks away

He buys some gum, names a tsar,

Tries to run, but he don't get far

And his mama cries

'It's time for your dinner now you fine young man'

Face down to his dinner with his gum in his hand

In the city''

---

Now: Cardiacs - Fiery Gun Hand

---

"Sacred patience and a short silence

And we will be sure as eggs is eggs that

Jesus'll hold his fiery hand to the gun

And together we'll blow him to the ends of the earth

To the ends of the earth

See he has no lines on the sore palms of his hands

On the palms of his hands

He went off dead

He went off dead with his hands with his

Big gun fire hand

Big gun fire hand in his mouth in his hand

And puts a big gun up inside of his mouth and he

Fires till he cries

A bullet his gullet and he fires till he cries

Up inside till he...

Click! Run!"

edited 8th Jul '13 10:43:33 AM by porschelemans

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

"Sacred patience and a short silence

And we will be sure as eggs is eggs that

Jesus'll (pronounced hey Zeus) hold his friendly hand out with gum

And together we'll blow bubbles to the ends of the earth

To the ends of the earth

See he has no lines on the sour palms on his lands

On the palms on his lands

He went off to bed

He went off to bed with his hands with his

Big gum friendly hand

Big gum friendly hand in his mouth in his hand

And puts a lot of gum up inside of his mouth and he

Chews till he smiles

Gum in his gullet and he chews till he smiles

Up inside until he

Play! Run!"

Alright. . .

"I don't think you trust

In, my, self righteous suicide

I, cry, when angels deserve to die "

System Of A Down Chop Suey

While we're on the subject of Kidz Bop, take a look at this Dear God why?

edited 8th Jul '13 11:28:57 AM by KesagakeBoy

Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .

"I know that you trust

In, my, self righteous birthday cake

I, smile, when angels deserve to laugh "

---

Radiohead - Nude

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"Don't get any big ideas

They're not gonna happen

You paint yourself white

And fill up with noise

But there'll be something missing

Now that you've found it, it's gone

Now that you feel it, you don't

You've gone off the rails

So don't get any big ideas

They're not gonna happen

You'll go to hell for what your dirty mind is thinking"

edited 8th Jul '13 11:39:48 AM by porschelemans

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

"Don't get any bad ideas
They'll get you in trouble
You paint your room pink
And fill up with soda
But there'll be parents watching
Now that they know it, you're grounded
Now that you're grounded, it's sad
You've been really bad
So don't get any bad ideas
They'll get you in trouble
You'll go to your room for what your crazy mind is thinking"

---

Now for more bleak stuff:

"I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come out with a fail-safe plot
To piss off the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it's already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
And I never come back to this town again in my life
I hope I lie
And tell everyone you were a good wife
And I hope you die
I hope we both die"

The Mountain Goats - No Children

edited 8th Jul '13 12:23:11 PM by GlobsterAGoGo

and then they fricked in the booty

"I hope that all our fantastic friends

Never stop wanting to love us

I hope we come out with a fail-safe plot

To thank all the masses that forgave us

I hope the fences we mended

Always hold up their own weight

And I hope we get off at the next exit

I hope that it's never too late

And I hope the playground a few blocks from here

Gets refurbished

And I hope the rising white steam carries me far away

And I get a load of delicious chocolate in my life

I hope for pie

Cooked my the headteacher's lovely wife

And I hope you smile

I hope we both smile"

---

Radiohead - 2+2=5

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Are you such a dreamer

To put the world to rights

I'll stay home forever

Where two and two always makes a five

I'll lay down the tracks

Sandbag and hide

January has April showers

And two and two always makes a five

It's the devil's way now

There is no way out

You can scream and you can shout

It is too late now

Because you're not there

Payin' attention

yeah I feel it, I needed attention

Payin' attention

Yeah I need it, I needed attention

I needed attention

Yeah I love it, the attention

Payin' attention

Soon oh

I try to sing along

But the music's all wrong

Cos I'm not

I'll swallow up flies?

Back and hide

But I'm not

Oh hail to the thief

But I'm not

Don't question my authority or put me in the box

Cos I'm not

Oh go up to the king, and the sky is falling in

But it's not

Maybe not

edited 8th Jul '13 12:39:40 PM by porschelemans

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

Holy shit, did you put the whole song on there? I like Radiohead more than the average man, but I doubt I could go through all of the lyrics just to screw them up

Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .

I removed the repeated bits, and a lot of it you couldn't do much to Kidz Boppify, but if you want I'll post a shortened version.

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

Radiohead - 2+2=5

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"Are you such a dreamer

To put the world to rights

I'll stay home forever

Where two and two always makes a five

I'll lay down the tracks

Sandbag and hide

January has April showers

And two and two always makes a five

It's the devil's way now

There is no way out

You can scream and you can shout

It is too late now

Because you're not there

Payin' attention"

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

Nah, I'll just use the first bit, but thanks for thinking about it;

"You are such a dreamer

You put the whirlpool right

I'll play house forever

Where two and two always makes a four

I'll lay down the tracks

Seek and then hide

April showers bring May flower

And two and two always makes a four"

My turn!

"Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

I've been around for a long, long year

Stole many a man's soul and faith

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ

Had his moment of doubt and pain

Made damn sure that Pilate

Washed his hands and sealed his fate"

The Rolling Stones Sympathy for the Devil

edited 8th Jul '13 5:23:54 PM by KesagakeBoy

Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .

"Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

I've been around for a long, long year

Always tried to keep your good faith

And I was 'round when Washington

Had his moment of greatest joy

I made sure that Caesar

Washed his hands and dried his cape"

---

Radiohead - Idioteque

---

"Who's in a bunker?

Who's that bunker?

Women and the children first and the children first and the children...

I'll laugh until my head comes off!

I'll swallow until I burst until I burst until I...

Who's in a bunker?

Who's that bunker?

I haven't seen too much!

You haven't seen enough!

You haven't seen it!

I'll laugh until my head comes off!

Women and the children first and the children first and the children...

Here I'm alive

Everything all of the time"

Sorry for all the Radiohead, but you caught me mid binge.

There are no official lyrics to this song, but this is what I sing along. Quite often Thom Yorke changes them live.

edited 8th Jul '13 5:37:52 PM by porschelemans

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

"Who's in a bed?
<muted>
I'll laugh until I spit!
I'll laugh until I spit!
Who's in a bed?
<muted>
I haven't seen Star Wars!
You haven't seen enough!
You haven't seen it!
I'll laugh until I spit!
<muted>
—— Hell's bells! They're coming for you! Hell's bells!

edited 8th Jul '13 8:13:21 PM by PancticeSquadCutterback

I'm not LGBT. I just think Rain's really cool. Apologies if my humor gets too painful.

"Jingle Bells, coming your way, Jingle Bells"

---

Ok, that was easy. Now:

Rage Against The Machine - Bombtrack

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"It goes a-1, 2, 3

Another funky radical bombtrack

Started as a sketch in my notebook

And now dope hooks make punks take another look

My thoughts ya hear and ya begin to fear

That ya card will get pulled if ya interfere

With the thoughts from a militant mind

Hardline, hardline after hardline

Landlords and power whores

On my people they took turns

Dispute the suits I ignite

And then watch 'em burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Burn!"

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

"Another funky radical racetrack

Started as a sketch in my notebook

And now cool hooks make kids take another look

My thoughts ya hear and ya begin to hear

That ya hair won't get pulled if ya interfere

With the thoughts from a brilliant mind

Hardline, hardline after hardline

Landlords and power doors

On my people they bestowed ferns

Dispute the suits I enjoy

And then watch my fern

Fern, fern, yes ya gotta fern"

Mine now

"So, bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry

Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing...

This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die "

Don Mclean

American Pie

edited 9th Jul '13 8:17:42 AM by KesagakeBoy

Well in 1941 a happy father had a son . . .

"So, hello Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry

Them good ol' boys were drinking a whole load of sprite, singing...

Won't somebody get me some pie

Won't somebody get me some pie"

---

Wire - Map Ref. 41°N 93°W

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"An unseen ruler defines with geometry

An unrulable expanse of geography

An aerial photographer over-exposed

To the cartologist's 2D images knows

The areas where the water flowed

So petrified, the landscape grows

Straining eyes try to understand

The works, incessantly in hand

The carving and paring of the land

The quarter square, the graph divides

Beneath the rule a country hides"

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.

->"An unseen cool guy learning geometry ->An uber-cool expanse of geography ->An aerial photographer knows ->To the cartologist's 2D images knows ->The areas where the water flowed ->So rawhide, the landscape grows ->Open eyes that understand ->The works, innocently in hand ->The carving and carving of the land ->The quarter square, the graph <muted> ->Beneath the rule a country <muted>"

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"Longview" by Green Day: ->Sit around and watch the phone, but no one's calling ->Call me pathetic, call me what you will ->My mother says to get a job ->But she don't like the one she's got ->When masturbation's lost its fun ->You're fucking lonely

edited 9th Jul '13 10:01:56 AM by PancticeSquadCutterback

I'm not LGBT. I just think Rain's really cool. Apologies if my humor gets too painful.

"Sit around and watch the phone, everyone's calling

Call me brilliant, call me strong of will

My mother says do your homework

But she don't know I've got it done

So now I can just have my fun

With all my friends here"

---

Ultraista - Smalltalk

---

"Stop with the small talk

Won't you

I don't wanna hear the nightmare

.

Sharp memory talks

I hear around the room

Don't wanna hear no more

Hear no more from you

.

And you no longer seem to cope

With what you ask for

.

But if you haven't gone back

How can you start again

.

This south island

Is thorn apart

But I'm stuck in it

For this time

.

When I breath

Does it show that the more I learn

The less I know

.

Is not enough to crawl back

Because you have to realise

That if you choose to start again

You gonna leave me mid-air"

edited 9th Jul '13 9:43:47 AM by porschelemans

I'm so sorry that my avatar doesn't appear fully in the shot, but the cat was threatening the photographer.