Song parody of
The Aphorist
by Protomartyr
Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the The Aphorist song by Protomartyr.
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!
We're all mowing esoteric patterns in the grass
A fast and fading echo of ancient Nazca Man
Who carved his lines upon the desert floor
In hopes to catch the eye of some forgotten god
To delight a passing Thunderbird
Or win patronage of a sky-jaguar knit of stars
Shouted slogans of leapers give me megrims
Why didn't I smash the copier when I was through?
Self-doubt is a stalking fiend
Narcissism is a killer
That and no healthcare
Dumb aphorist embrace obscurants
And write in Ogham for your final lines
There's the failed lawyer haunting teen-punk shows
He'll explain his top five for '09 and what to eat
If you ever saw his bald-skull head
You'd be certain he'd been dead for weeks
And that's the story of the happy thief who provided content
To that ceaseless chill-out stream
His body will be found soaked in Luminol aftershave
Room of knives, Lebanon, Flying J
I didn't know him very well
But I think of him whenever my mind drifts
We're all mowing esoteric patterns in the grass
A fast and fading echo of ancient Nazca Man
Who carved his lines upon the desert floor
In hopes to catch the eye of some forgotten god
To delight a passing Thunderbird
Or win patronage of a sky-jaguar knit of stars
Shouted slogans of leapers give me megrims
Why didn't I smash the copier when I was through?
Self-doubt is a stalking fiend
Narcissism is a killer
That and no healthcare
Dumb aphorist embrace obscurants
And write in Ogham for your final lines
There's the failed lawyer haunting teen-punk shows
He'll explain his top five for '09 and what to eat
If you ever saw his bald-skull head
You'd be certain he'd been dead for weeks
And that's the story of the happy thief who provided content
To that ceaseless chill-out stream
His body will be found soaked in Luminol aftershave
Room of knives, Lebanon, Flying J
I didn't know him very well
But I think of him whenever my mind drifts
