For this parody, I garnered the requisite inspiration from my home state.
Wild & Wonderful West Virginia. Specifically the Whites.
You wanna hear the Boone County mating call?
Hey! Every cylindrical container sounds better when you shake it.
Before! |
And wayyy... before. |
The University of Pitt baseball team plays Penn State tomorrow at PNC Park.
The Sound Of Jimmies
sonofsaf
Donald Trump he wears Depends
His mushroom cock is not your friend
Shit’s in denial butthole seeping
Dirty deeds Uncle Tom is peeping
Liposuction for his gock is not insane
Prolapse stains
It is the sound of jimmies
A pie of cream and tiny bone
Donald shits upon a throne
Twas’ a shitshow and menstrual cramp
Ivanka Kushner is a kosher tramp
Insurrection crap from the ass of the MAGA right
Proud Boys are white
He fucked dahntahn with jimmies
A Tahoe Lake ‘cause lust’s a flaw
That Stormy Daniels, was a whore
Anal mocking his hole reeking
Anal fearing but still fisting
Stormy Daniels thong’s her choice of what to wear
Pubic haired
Superb the sound of jimmies
School of Harvard’s a shitshow
Violence as an answer blows
Donald’s turd son-in-law’s a Jew
Ivanka’s twat is Hebrew too
Butt the turds in golden toilets smell
As Donald J. Trump sells orange jimmies
Forty-Seven he got laid
Stormy Daniels she got paid
And big lies no doubt are harming
With his turds fat and alarming
Trump is inbred, big turds from his asshole
Trump’s shittin’ in the golden stalls
And building more walls
And sprinkled with the sound of jimmies
The Sound Of Silence
Paul Simon
Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a streetlamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools," said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence."
A song for the ages... and a parody that rages.
From 1965 to 2018, Paul Simon played the Burgh a grand total of 8 times.
Paul Simon:
7-18-99, Star Lake Amphitheater, Burgettstown, PA
7-8-01, Post-Gazette Pavilion, Burgettstown, PA
6-16-04, Mellon Arena, Pittsburgh, PA (w/ Art Garfunkel)
9-7-18, PPG Paints Arena, Pittsburgh, PA