Or this:
Ajax
It makes your teeth green
Ajax
It tastes like gasoline
Ajax
It works like Ex-Lax
So take some Ajax, and Ex-lax, today!
(okay…)
Or THIS:
Do versions with “commissioner” add notes? If you take the Joker version (the one I knew), there aren’t enough syllables if you use “commissioner” at all.
Not as I recall it – you just sing “commissioner” really fast, and it comes out as three syllables: “commishner.”
Jingle Bells, Batman Smells
Robin laid an egg
Batmobile lost its wheel
and Joker got away
Nudist colony at Christmas time? If your balls were frozen solid they’d jingle with a hollow ring too.
I think this was one of the first questions I asked on SDMB (back in 1999?) I had just seen the Simpsons first episode (as a rerun) and Bart got yanked away before the last line. I had never heard it before. The answer back then was “And the Joker got away”.
Here are some more hits from the past:
Winston tastes bad
Like the one I just had
All filter, no flavor
And rolled in toilet paper
We’re havin’ Beefaroni
It’s made from spoiled baloney
Beefaroni’s really neat
Makes you vomit on the street
Hooraaay! Weeeee!
For Chef Boyardee Beefaroni
Lincoln, Lincoln, I’ve been thinkin’
What the heck have you been drinkin?
Is it whisky, is it wine
Oh my gosh it’s turpentine
I don’t know any spoof lyrics for the “Spiderman” theme.
Yeah, Homer didn’t know the lyrics…doesn’t really count. That’s the best theme song ever. Honorable mentions:
Pink Panther Theme
Mary Tyler Moore theme
Roadrunner theme
Tarzan the monkey man
Lost his pants and away he ran…
Tarzan the monkey man
Swinging on a rubber band
Along came Superman
Knocked him in the frying pan.
This one is still around, not changed too much.
How about spoof lyrics about another Marvel hero using the same tune?
Iron Man, Iron Man
Does whatever an iron can!
Presses pants, any size
Even does shirts and ties
Look out! Here comes an Iron Man
What about the added parts to Rudolph? Any regional variations there?
I grew up (1970s) with:
Rudolph the red nosed reindeer (reindeer)
Had a very shiny nose (like Pinnochio)
And if you ever saw it (saw it)
You would even say it glows (like a light bulb)
All of the other reindeer (reindeer)
Used to laugh and call him names (like Poindexter)
They never let poor Rudolph (Rudolph)
Join in any reindeer games (like Monopoly)
Then one foggy Christmas eve, Santa came to say (Ho ho ho)
Rudoph with your nose so bright, won’t you guide my sleigh tonight
Then all the reindeer loved him (loved him)
As they shouted out with glee (like the toothpaste)
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer (reindeer)
You’ll go down in history (like Columbus)
I know Bart Simpson used “like Attila the Hun” for the last line.
Small town Pennsylvania, 60s - “and Robin laid an egg”
Southeast Wisconsin late 60’s. Heard both versions but more the Joker version about 100 to 1.
Heard more ditties about one killing his teacher and such. Never questioned how a grade school kid got his hands on a loaded 44 and hand grenades.
Yeah, that one was horrifying given what happens in schools these days - I learned it as
My eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school
We have tortured every teacher, we have broken every rule
We have shot the principal dead, we have shot him in the head
Our school is marching on.
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory what’s it to ya?
I stood by the door with a loaded 44
And that teacher don’t teach no more.
YIKES.
Two grown men living together, not dating anyone? The rumor was they were gay—Buttman and Throbbin.
Tra la la boom di yay
We have no school today
We shot her yesterday
Tra la la boom di yay
In a different vein…
My bonnie lies over the ocean
My mommy lies over the bed
My daddy lies over my mommy
And that’s how we got little Fred
On top of Old Smokey
All covered in blood
I shot my poor teacher
With a 44 slug
I went to her funeral
I went to her grave
While others threw flowers
I threw a grenade
I opened her casket
The bitch still was not dead
So I took a bazooka
And blowed off her head!
On top of Old Smokey
All covered with sand
I shot my poor teacher
With a red rubber band
I shot her with pleasure
I shot her with pride
I could not have missed her
She’s forty feet wide
I went to her funeral
I went to her grave
While others threw flowers
I threw a grenade
Glory, glory, halleluja,
Teacher hit me with a ruler,
Met her at the door, with a loaded .44,
And she ain’t my teacher no more.