Catnip:We have done it again! We have done a CATs parody of a Weird Al
song, which is a parody of some other guy's song!
Bast: BEWARE! This includes several Jellicle deaths!
Catnip: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven….A total of SEVEN Jellicle deaths.
Bast: If you're still reading, REVIEW!!!!!!!! PLEASE??????????????????????????????
Disclaimer: WE OWN NOTHIN' NOTHIN' BUT THIS WEIRD PARODY!
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Down in the Junkyard,
All the kittens were playing,
With little red balls,
And blue hairy mice.
When the Leader busted in,
Nearly scared 'em half to death,
He had a rifle in his hands and
Cheap catnip on his breath.
From his beard to his paws
He was covered with ammo,
Like a big fat disgrunteled Mooneyed idiot,
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
"Happy Jellicle Ball to you,
Now you're all going to die!"
The Night Duteronomy went craxy,
The night the leader went insane,
Realized he'd been getting' a raw deal,
Something must of finally snapped in his brain
Well the Junkyard is gone now,
He decided to bomb it,
Everywhere you'll find pieces of
Plato and Cass,
And he tied up his kits,
And he held all the Jellicles hostage,
And he ground up poor Munkustrap
Into Jellicle sausage,
He got Tugger and Demeter
With an old German Luger
And he slashed up 'Lonzo
Just like Macavity,
And he picked up a flamethrower
And barbequed Bomb,
And he took a big bite and said,
"Tastes just like samon!"
The night Duteronomy went crazy,
The night the old guy went nuts,
Now you can't hardly walk around the Junkyard,
Without stepping in Jellicle guts.
There's the Pollicle Guard and the FBI,
There's a van from the Eyewitniess News
And heliocopters cicling around in the sky,
And the mice are flying, the body count's risin'
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Duter, why?
My my my my my my,
You used to be such a jolly guy/
Yes Jemina, now Duteronomy's doing time,
In a federal prison for his infamous crime,
Hey little kit, don't you cry no more tears,
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years,
But now Misto's in therapy,
And Coricopat is still nervous,
And all the toms got jobs
Working in the Peke catching service,
And they say Grizabella,
She's on the phone every night,
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights.
They're talking about the night Duteronomy went crazy,
The night Old D flipped,
Broke his back for some catnip and milk,
Sounds to me like he was tired of getting gypped.
Wo, The night Duteronomy went crazy,
The night the leader went insane,
Realized he'd been getting the raw deal,
Something must of snapped in his brain,
Wo, Something must of snapped in his brain,
Tell ya, Something must of snapped…in his brain,
Bast: BEWARE! This includes several Jellicle deaths!
Catnip: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven….A total of SEVEN Jellicle deaths.
Bast: If you're still reading, REVIEW!!!!!!!! PLEASE??????????????????????????????
Disclaimer: WE OWN NOTHIN' NOTHIN' BUT THIS WEIRD PARODY!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Down in the Junkyard,
All the kittens were playing,
With little red balls,
And blue hairy mice.
When the Leader busted in,
Nearly scared 'em half to death,
He had a rifle in his hands and
Cheap catnip on his breath.
From his beard to his paws
He was covered with ammo,
Like a big fat disgrunteled Mooneyed idiot,
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
"Happy Jellicle Ball to you,
Now you're all going to die!"
The Night Duteronomy went craxy,
The night the leader went insane,
Realized he'd been getting' a raw deal,
Something must of finally snapped in his brain
Well the Junkyard is gone now,
He decided to bomb it,
Everywhere you'll find pieces of
Plato and Cass,
And he tied up his kits,
And he held all the Jellicles hostage,
And he ground up poor Munkustrap
Into Jellicle sausage,
He got Tugger and Demeter
With an old German Luger
And he slashed up 'Lonzo
Just like Macavity,
And he picked up a flamethrower
And barbequed Bomb,
And he took a big bite and said,
"Tastes just like samon!"
The night Duteronomy went crazy,
The night the old guy went nuts,
Now you can't hardly walk around the Junkyard,
Without stepping in Jellicle guts.
There's the Pollicle Guard and the FBI,
There's a van from the Eyewitniess News
And heliocopters cicling around in the sky,
And the mice are flying, the body count's risin'
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Duter, why?
My my my my my my,
You used to be such a jolly guy/
Yes Jemina, now Duteronomy's doing time,
In a federal prison for his infamous crime,
Hey little kit, don't you cry no more tears,
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years,
But now Misto's in therapy,
And Coricopat is still nervous,
And all the toms got jobs
Working in the Peke catching service,
And they say Grizabella,
She's on the phone every night,
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights.
They're talking about the night Duteronomy went crazy,
The night Old D flipped,
Broke his back for some catnip and milk,
Sounds to me like he was tired of getting gypped.
Wo, The night Duteronomy went crazy,
The night the leader went insane,
Realized he'd been getting the raw deal,
Something must of snapped in his brain,
Wo, Something must of snapped in his brain,
Tell ya, Something must of snapped…in his brain,