Song parody of
End of the Rainbow
by Barbara Manning
Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the End of the Rainbow song by Barbara Manning.
Simply click on any word to get rhyming words suggestion to use instead of the original ones. You may also remove or alter entire lines if needed — when you're done save your work and share it with our community — have fun!
I feel for you, you little horror
Safe at your mother's breast
No lucky break for you around the corner
‘Cause your father is a bully
And he thinks that you're a pest
And your sister,
She's no better than a whore
Life seems so rosy in the cradle
But I'll be a friend,
I'll tell you what's in store
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow
There's nothing to grow up for anymore
Tycoons and barrow boys will rob you
And throw you on the side
And all because they love themselves sincerely
And the man holds a bread-knife
Up to your throat, is four feet wide
And he's anxious
just to show you what it's for
Your mother works so hard to make you happy
But take a look outside the nursery door
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow
There's nothing to grow up for anymore
All the sad and empty faces
That pass you on the street
All running in their sleep, all in a dream
Every loving handshake
Is just another man to beat
How your heart aches just to cut him to the core
Life seems so rosy in the cradle
But I'll be a friend, I'll tell you what's in store
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow
There's nothing to grow up for anymore
I feel for you, you little horror
Safe at your mother's breast
No lucky break for you around the corner
‘Cause your father is a bully
And he thinks that you're a pest
And your sister,
She's no better than a whore
Life seems so rosy in the cradle
But I'll be a friend,
I'll tell you what's in store
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow
There's nothing to grow up for anymore
Tycoons and barrow boys will rob you
And throw you on the side
And all because they love themselves sincerely
And the man holds a bread-knife
Up to your throat, is four feet wide
And he's anxious
just to show you what it's for
Your mother works so hard to make you happy
But take a look outside the nursery door
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow
There's nothing to grow up for anymore
All the sad and empty faces
That pass you on the street
All running in their sleep, all in a dream
Every loving handshake
Is just another man to beat
How your heart aches just to cut him to the core
Life seems so rosy in the cradle
But I'll be a friend, I'll tell you what's in store
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow
There's nothing to grow up for anymore
