Song parody of
Elderly Yeller
by aiTunes
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In a sleepy little town where the sun never sets
Lived a gang of grannies in their floral prints and nets
They'd hobble 'round slowly, in their all day socks
But little did they know, they'd face a loud jukebox
But there's a madman in town, with a voice like a goose
He's not afraid to holler, it's his musical abuse
Yelling at the elderly, it's a hoot, it's a blast
Making sure they hear him, from the first to the last
With a voice like a foghorn, and a face full of glee
He's the jester of the block, yelling at the elderly!
He'll scream, "Hey, Grandpa, pick up the pace!"
As they stroll with their canes, he invades their space
He'll bellow, "Look ahead, can't you see?"
He's the town's loudmouth, as loud as can be
With each shout and each shriek, he feels the thrill
In this bizarre symphony, he's aiming for the kill
Yelling at the elderly, it's a hoot, it's a blast
Making sure they hear him, from the first to the last
With a voice like a foghorn, and a face full of glee
He's the jester of the block, yelling at the elderly!
Some say he's bonkers, others say he's nuts
But he's just a wild child, causing ruckus in ruts
With every decibel, he's on cloud nine
As he yells at the oldies, it's his grand design
Yelling at the elderly, it's a hoot, it's a blast
Making sure they hear him, from the first to the last
With a voice like a foghorn, and a face full of glee
He's the jester of the block, yelling at the elderly!
So if you hear him screaming, as he roams wild and free
Just remember, it's all in jest, yelling at the elderly!
In a sleepy little town where the sun never sets
Lived a gang of grannies in their floral prints and nets
They'd hobble 'round slowly, in their all day socks
But little did they know, they'd face a loud jukebox
But there's a madman in town, with a voice like a goose
He's not afraid to holler, it's his musical abuse
Yelling at the elderly, it's a hoot, it's a blast
Making sure they hear him, from the first to the last
With a voice like a foghorn, and a face full of glee
He's the jester of the block, yelling at the elderly!
He'll scream, "Hey, Grandpa, pick up the pace!"
As they stroll with their canes, he invades their space
He'll bellow, "Look ahead, can't you see?"
He's the town's loudmouth, as loud as can be
With each shout and each shriek, he feels the thrill
In this bizarre symphony, he's aiming for the kill
Yelling at the elderly, it's a hoot, it's a blast
Making sure they hear him, from the first to the last
With a voice like a foghorn, and a face full of glee
He's the jester of the block, yelling at the elderly!
Some say he's bonkers, others say he's nuts
But he's just a wild child, causing ruckus in ruts
With every decibel, he's on cloud nine
As he yells at the oldies, it's his grand design
Yelling at the elderly, it's a hoot, it's a blast
Making sure they hear him, from the first to the last
With a voice like a foghorn, and a face full of glee
He's the jester of the block, yelling at the elderly!
So if you hear him screaming, as he roams wild and free
Just remember, it's all in jest, yelling at the elderly!
