Lynching in the Park

A few months ago, I wrote a bunch of parody songs.  My objective was to take some of the most beloved "songs of South" and turn them totally upside down, inside out.  I changed the lyrics into themes about slavery, bigotry, oppression, rape, torture, murder, etc.  As you'll quickly see, the lyrics are explicitly vindictive.  Pure venom on steroids.  All of them are written in the same vein as Weird Al Yankovic, minus the predictable silliness.

I'm not even remotely concerned about intellectual property rights.  Because, to be perfectly blunt, nobody in their write mind would ever right such loathsome material.  However, I do think this particular musical niche has merit.  I just haven't figured out the presentation/performance aspect.

Included are the links to the original video, karaoke knock-off, and of course, the sonofsaf-styled parody.

Nitty Gritty Dirt Band:

Fishin' in the Dark (video)
Fishin' in the Dark (karaoke)

Lazy yellow moon comin' up tonight
Shin-in' through the trees
Crickets are singin' and lightning bugs
Are floatin' on the breeze
Baby get ready
Across the field where the creek turns back   
By the old stump road
I'm gonna take you to a special place
That nobody knows
Baby get ready, ooh

You and me going fishing in the dark
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moon light   
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow
Stayin' the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you   

Spring is almost over and the summer's come
And the days are gettin' long
Waited all winter for the time to be right
Just to take you along, baby get ready
And it don't matter if we sit forever
And the fish don't bite
Jump in the river and cool ourselves
From the heat of the night
Baby get ready, ooh

You and me going fishing in the dark
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moon light
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow
Stayin' the whole night through
Feels so good to be with you

You and me going fishing in the dark
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moon light
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night   
Just movin' slow

You and me going fishing in the dark
Lying on our backs and counting the stars
Where the cool grass grows
Down by the river in the full moon light
We'll be fallin' in love in the middle of the night
Just movin' slow


Sonofsaf:

Lynchin' in the Park

Lazy nigger coon keep me up all night
Wantin' to be free
Cotton and pickin' and singin' those songs
Plantation property
Hold the rope steady
Eat your last meal and say your last prayers
To the lord our god
I'm gonna send you to the pearly gates
Just a tyin' that knot
Hold the rope steady (gasping noise)

You and me go lynchin' in the park
Dyin' from their necks and sortin' out the scars
Where the hot sweat glows
People gather round in the broad day light 
Celebratin' with a picnic cuz the time is right
It's all for show (fo sho)
Hangins the whole day through
Hoist that rope for killing you

Time is always tickin' and the work's non stop
And the crops are growin' strong
Prickin' those fingers as the cotton's so white
Til the blood is drawn, hold the rope steady
Your life don’t matter cuz you're not forever
When it's time to die
Choke on a tree branch and limb yourself
Struggle with all your might
Hold the rope steady, (gasping noise)

You and me go lynchin' in the park
Dyin' from their necks and sortin' out the scars
Where the hot sweat glows
People gather round in the broad day light
Celebratin' with a picnic cuz the time is right
It's all for show (just for the show)
Hangins the whole day through
Hoist that rope for killing you
             
You and me go lynchin' in the dark
Dyin' from their necks and sortin' out the scars  
Where the hot sweat glows
People gather round in the broad day light
Celebratin' with a picnic cuz the time is right
It's all for show (fo sho)
              
You and me go lynchin' in the park
Dyin' from their necks and sortin' out the scars
Where the hot sweat glows
People gather round in the broad day light
Celebratin' with a picnic cuz the time is right
It's all for show (fo sho)