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Wednesday, December 9, 1998 |
Here are my annual carols rewritten for that contemporary Christmas:
Monica (tune of Silver Bells) See the black hair, see the blank stare, come on give us a smile. There's a book deal that will pay you millions. You were misled by the butthead.... so you told Linda Tripp; now the tapes play at night on the news... (chorus) Monica... your cover's blown... Monica... learn from Paula Jones. It's Christmas time in the White House. Monica... Don't trust Kenneth Starr... Monica... I gave up cigars; Soon it will be impeachment day.
Jessie the wrestling governor (tune of Rudolph) Jessie the wrestling governor had a very shiny head and if you ever saw him, you might think he was inbred. And all of his opponents used to laugh and call him names; now they all work at McDonald's or deliver chicken chow mien. Then one fateful November eve Leno came to say, Jessie with your body tight Won't you do my show tonight? Then everybody loved him as they shouted in the air, Jessie the wrestling governor, now you're bigger than Rick Flair!
Jerry (Springer) the talk show (tune of Frosty the Snowman) Jerry the talk show, what a tired, boring shtick, with a racial fight and a transvestite and a tattoo lunatic. Jerry the talk show, he wants to know your secrets; now the man in white dates his brother's wife; the male stripper takes a bow.... (chorus) There musta been some magic in that studio that day... watch the girls get in a fistfight over the boyfriend that is gay. Jerry the talk show, see Santa as himself. He's gotta problem, see, with obesity and he likes to play with elves. Jerry the talk show has a special Christmas day with the Ku Klux Klan and the skin heads too and a stripper... exposé!
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