The Year in Song, so Sing Along!

By Lenore Skenazy

December 15, 2007 6 min read

Finding it hard to remember the year that just passed? Let us aid your recall, in song:

 

LARRY CRAIG'S TINKLE BELLS (to "Jingle Bells")

Sitting on the throne

In a Minnesota loo

Very far from home

Don't have much to do.

I tap my dapper toe

Underneath the stall

Suddenly a cop leaps out

And pins me to the wall.

 

But!

I'm not gay, I'm not gay

I'm not gay, no way!

Oh, how dumb to think I'd come and look for sex that way. Hey!

I'm not gay, I'm not gay

I'm not gay, no way!

I just like to sit in johns and wave at men all day.

 

 

ADVICE TO OBAMA (to "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town")

 

Oh, you better watch out, you better not mope

You better get out and peddle that hope.

Oprah Winfrey's comin' to stump.

She's pumped about you, she's dumpin' on Hil

Gonna make you her next Dr. Phil.

Oprah Winfrey's comin' to stump.

 

She knows that she's got power

She knows just what to do

She's gonna give you lots of votes

And you'll get a free car, too.

 

Oh — you better watch out, you better look great

You better not even mention her weight.

Oprah Winfrey's comin' …

Oprah Winfrey's comin' …

Win-win-Winfrey's comin' to stump!

 

 

I HAD A LITTLE IPHONE (to "The Dreidel Song")

 

I had a little iPhone

A phone I did adore.

I paid 600 smackers

The next week it was 4.

 

Oh, Stevie, Stevie, Stevie,

You made me overpay.

I'd like to stick your nano

Where it's hard to press "play."

 

 

WE'RE DELAYED (to "Let It Snow")

 

Oh, the weather outside is frightful

But of course they crammed this flight full

Just don't say these words, I prayed:

"We're delayed, we're delayed, we're delayed."

 

Now the pilot is getting folksy

Using words like "okey dokesy."

So much for my free upgrade

We're delayed, we're delayed, we're delayed.

 

No one's certain when we'll push back

Seems we're 18th or 19th to go.

I had hoped that they'd serve a snack

Guess I'll just gnaw on my toe.

 

Oh, the pilot is gettin' loopy

He said, "Folks, I made a poopy."

For a camel ride I would trade

We're delayed, we're delayed, we're delayed.

We're delayed, we're delayed, we're delayed.

 

This year, a proposal was floated suggesting Jews not light candles on the eighth night of Hanukkah to cut down on global warming. Hence:

 
DON'T LIGHT THAT MENORAH (to "Oh Hanukkah")

 
Oh Hanukkah, Oh Hanukkah,

Don't light that menorah!

Each little candle's

An earth-warming horror.

 

Gather 'round the table

We'll give you a treat:

A 15-minute lecture

On trapped planet heat.

 

All that we are sayin'

Is candles are not such a lark:

You can eat gelt

While the polar caps melt

But it's better to sit in the dark.

You can eat gelt

While the polar caps melt

But it's better to sit in the dark.

 

AL GORE'S NOBEL PRIZE ROCK (to "Jingle Bell Rock")

 
Nobel Prize, Nobel Prize, Nobel Prize Rock

I got the prize, and you got Iraq.

Santa is savin' some coal for your sock

And plenty of Fannie Mae stock.

 

Nobel Prize, Nobel Prize, Nobel Prize Rock

I got an Oscar, too!

You stole the vote, but I get to gloat 'cause

That's the Nobel Prize, whole darn global prize, that's the Nobel Prize Rock!

 

 

SUBPRIME BLUES (to "Silent Night")

 

Citibank, Citibank

Made some loans

They all stank.

Lost $8 billion through breathtaking greed.

Got your butt saved by Prince Alwaleed.

Who says you never sleep? Who says you never sleep?

 

 

MAILER THE SHOWMAN (to "Frosty the Snowman")

 

Mailer the showman

Was as wild as wild could be

With an early wife

He stabbed with a knife

And another two or three.

Mailer the showman

Was a macho SOB

But he did go write

"Armies of the Night"

So I guess, Norm, R.I.P.

Yes, I guess, sir, R.I.P.

 

 

AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT … OF SLEEP (to "All Through the Night")

 

Sleep, my child, just pop Lunestas

All through the night.

Give sweet dreams to drug investors

All through the night.

Ambien should help with snoozing

Or Sonata — it's confusing.

Better still, why not try boozing?

All through the night.

 

 

To hear these songs, go to www.nysun.com/article/67937 for a podcast. And happy holidays!

 

Lenore Skenazy is a columnist at The New York Sun and Advertising Age. To find out more about Lenore Skenazy ([email protected]) and read features by other Creators Syndicate writers and cartoonists, visit the Creators Syndicate Web page at www.creators.com.

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