Well, for the younger set, i.e. myself and just about that rest of the
Fanfiction community, comes a more recent song to parody: to the tune of
"Don't Stand so Close to Me" (Which I also don't own) by The Police. The
commas indicate pauses.
He's running, for his life;
Through streets and alleyways.
He's trying hard, not to be killed
That's how he spends his days.
Oh no now, they've seen him,
Their victory seems set;
Yet somehow, he escapes-
They haven't caught him yet!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
They've found him, they've caught him;
They throw him in a cell
This isn't, uncommon-
He knows this all too well.
He is not, the criminal
That he seems to be
It's all just, a mistake;
Which he can't make them see!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
He's broken out, and deceived
Their dimwit prison guard
By the time, they find out
He's made it through the yard!
With puffing, and groaning,
He somehow climbs the gate
The army is too slow to catch him-
Their leader is irate!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
He's running, for his life;
Through streets and alleyways.
He's trying hard, not to be killed
That's how he spends his days.
Oh no now, they've seen him,
Their victory seems set;
Yet somehow, he escapes-
They haven't caught him yet!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
They've found him, they've caught him;
They throw him in a cell
This isn't, uncommon-
He knows this all too well.
He is not, the criminal
That he seems to be
It's all just, a mistake;
Which he can't make them see!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
He's broken out, and deceived
Their dimwit prison guard
By the time, they find out
He's made it through the yard!
With puffing, and groaning,
He somehow climbs the gate
The army is too slow to catch him-
Their leader is irate!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
Don't point-
Don't point that-
Don't point that thing at me!
