A Soc and I Know it
P.M: Ok… now, we need another song parody… we need something nobody else would ever think of.
Lidio: Despite me being put in your last song parody, I refuse to have any part in it this time.
P.M: Fine. Then we won't have the parody revolve around you.
Octavia: Hm… what about a Pokemon parody of Let it Go?
P.M: The last thing this world needs is another freaking version of Let it Go. Any other ideas?
Lidia: …Hm… what about a My Little Pony parody of Friday by Rebecca Black?
P.M: Do you honestly expect me to do anything with a show I've never watched and a song I hate? Next!
Lidio: Hm… oh! What about a Frozen parody of Do You Wanna Build a Snowman?
P.M: …Moving on.
Octavia: How about a Shiki parody of Creeping Death by Metallica?
P.M: No, that won't work.
Lidia: Ok… what about a Yu-Gi-Oh parody of Deadly Game by Theory of a Deadman?
P.M: No. What else do you have?
Lidio: Oh! You sing a parody of Like a Boss by Lonely Island for Porky Minch?
P.M: That's actually a good idea… no wait, it's already been done… is there not a single idea that will work?! *Sexy and I know it starts playing* …Who turned on the music?
Lidio: …I didn't do it.
Octavia: Neither did I…
Lidia: Hm… what about that guy over there. *points to a teenage football player dancing*
P.M: …Um…
(Yeah…. yeah!)
When I walk on by,
Greasers looking' like, "It's a soc!"
I pimp to the beat,
Walkin' down the streets, pockets full of green.
(Yeah!)
This is how I role,
Mustangs and Convertibles.
You like Two-Bit with a big afro?
Well the Soc's are here, and we're outta control.
(Yo!)
"Dude, look at that soc."
"Dude, look at that soc."
"Dude, look at that soc."
I-I-I I make dough!
"Dude, look at that money.""
"Dude, look at that money."
"Dude, look at that money."
I-I-I I make dough.
When I walk in the spot,
(Yeah?)
This is what I see:
(Ok.)
All the greasers stop,
And they strarin' at me.
I got a Mustang in the lot,
And I ain't afraid to show it!
(Show it!)
(Show it!)
(Show it!)
*music pauses as he takes off his jersey and reveals a cool shirt*
I'm a soc, and I know it.
*he starts to dance*
P.M: …Uh… who… who is that?…
Octavia: I don't know… but I kind of like it…
Lidia: Yeah…
"I'm a soc and I know it."
*more dancing*
*another music pause*
(Yo!)
*music starts back up*
When I jump greasers,
Darry just can't fight us.
And when I'm at the beach,
I'm getting boozed up, spending all of my green.
(Wha?)
This is how I role,
Come on ladies, it's time to go.
We're gonna jump greasers now, don't be nervous.
No pipes, no guns, and I still can beat their butts.
"Dude, look at that soc."
"Dude, look at that soc."
"Dude, look at that soc."
I-I-I I make dough.
"Dude, look at that Mustang."
"Dude, look at that Mustang."
"Dude, look at that Mustang."
I-I-I I make dough.
When I walk in the spot,
(Yeah?)
This is what I see:
(Ok.)
All the greasers stop,
And they starin' at me.
I got a Mustang in the lot,
And I ain't afraid to show it!
(Show it!)
(Show it!)
(Show it!)
*Master Porky Minch shoves the guy out of the way as the music stops, and he starts singing*
I'm a soc, and I know it.
*Porky begins to dance, the guy points to him, turns to audience and nods his head*
A soc, and I know it.
(Line it up!)
(Line it up!)
*music stops*
Greaser, greaser, greaser, greaser, greaser! Soc!
Greaser, greaser, greaser, greaser, greaser! Soc!
Greaser, greaser, greaser, greaser, greaser! Soc!
Greaser, greaser, greaser, greaser! Socy soc!
Jump the greasers man!
We jump the greasers man!
Yeah…
I'm a soc, and I know it!
*Everybody there just starts dancing*
"Dude, look at that soc."
"Dude, look at that soc."
"Dude, look at that soc."
I-I-I I make dough.
"Dude, look at that soc."
"Dude, look at that soc."
"Dude, look at that soc."
I-I-I I make dough.
(Dough.)
(Dough.)
P.M: *claps with Octavia, Lidia and Lidio* Yeah! That was great!
*Guy nods head, winks and begins to leave*
Lidio: W-wait! At least tell us! Who are you?
*man reaches door, but as the music comes to a close, turns his head to say the final words*
I'm a soc, and I know it.
(Know it)
(Know it)
(Know it)
P.M: …Well… that was… actually not bad… I think we gotta start locking the house up, though.
Lidio: Agreed.
Lidia: Testify.
Octavia: Roger that.