Well, here's my Little Shop parody. This won't directly follow the movie/show. I think I really strayed from the plot of this one, more than others (and it's hard to surpass the Calvin King on that one). Anyway, half the songs are cut. Please don't hurt me.
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The sun rose on the Cul-De-Sac, as the kids got ready to go to camp. Eddy stepped out of his house and looked around. "Here it is...Preach Creek. What a stupid life."
Edd was waiting for him. "How so, Eddy? We have a nice home here."
"Yeah, but the city would be better! I never have a scam! Look around you!"
(Sung to the tune of "Skid Row")
Eddy: Suburbs Yes, you go...
Where the kids are cheap, you're in
Suburbs
Where you'll fall asleep, you're in
Suburbs
Where everyone is a geek
You're in Peach Creek
Kids: Suburbs
Edd: Where you mow your lawn, here in
Kids: Suburbs
Edd: Parents always gone, here in
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: Where Ed's basement and all ideas reek
Kids: Here in Peach Creek
Eddy: City you're talented and make it there
City is the place that has some flare And city's are cool places, just like New York
Eating all your lunches at the hot-dog carts
Where I'd take people's money and then break their hearts (ha!)
Kevin: Dreaming about that stuff makes you a dork!
Eddy: And guys like Kevin are booted off the street
Landing on his head, instead of on his feet
(If only)
Kids: Suburbs
Johnny: Where the Kankers lurk
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: Where your friend's a jerk
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: And if not, they're dumb or they're weak
Kids: You're in Peach Creek
Eddy: Poor, all my life I've always been poor.
I keep wondering what I'm forAnd I tell me, "Gee, I'm not sure."
(Think of scams, guys!)
Freaks! I started life with a brother
Who taught me rules of the street, here in Peach
Creek! The kids were scared, handed over
Dollars, cents and some stuff
It never seemed like it was enough
'Cause it's not
When you're in
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: That's your home address, just the
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: Where your life's a mess, just the
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: Where Jimmy's diapers spring leaks
(Jimmy: HEY!)
Kids: Here in Peach Creek
Eddy: Someone show me a way to get outta here
'Cause I constantly pray I'll get outta here
Please won't somebody say I'll get outta here
Someone gimmie my shot, or I'll rot here!
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: Show me how and I will, I'll get outta here
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: I'll start climbin' up hill and get outta here
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: Someone tell me I still could get outta here
Someone tell lady luck that I'm stuck here!
Kids: Suburbs
Eddy: Gee it sure would be swell to get outta here.
Bid the gutter farewell and get outta here.
I'd move heaven and hell to get outta Peach
I'd do I don't know what to get outta Peach
But a hell of a lot to get outta Peach
People tell me there's not a way outta Peach
But believe me I gotta get outta Peach
Creek!
Edd stared at him. "What a ridiculous song! Eddy, our life is a decent one and you know it! Why, we'll be off to camp in but a moment, and I insist you say nothing about your desires to be elsewhere with everyone else! You'll turn it into a little camp of horrors!"
"Nice idea. Nah, I'll keep it to myself. But I have a feeling I'll think of a good scam today, I just know it!"