Sunday, August 27, 2006

Lady Jan and the songs we sing to annoy!

This is a little ditty is what I use to sing to irratate my daughter, when ever I saw a dead skunk in the road.
Road Kill stew
(Sung with a deep voice, and a heavy southern accent.)

Dead skunk in the middle of the road.
Dead skunk in the middle of the road.
Dead skunk in the middle of the road.
Sure taste good to me, it's road kill stew for t-h-r-e-e!
(Second verse--almost--the same as the first.)

Dead skunk in the middle of the road.
Dead skunk in the middle of the road.
Dead skunk in the middle of the road.
Sure tastes good to me, it's road kill stew for S-a-r-a-h!



But I can't sing it any more (deep sigh), because my daughter now threatens to sing
The Killer Tomatoes theme song.

7 comments:

Granny said...

I'm really going to miss her
A tomato ate my sister.

I sang that to the boys and they though I was making it up. I had to rent the video. That movie is so bad that it's good.

I remember dead skunk too.

Sarah Elaine said...

Mmm... Road kill stew.

Janice said...

Hi Ann,

Oh dear! Did I bring back some bad memories for you?

I've never actually seen the movie, just the God awful cartoon that ran for a while on Saturday morning. But my husband and YGF are both threatening to rent the Killer Tomatoe movie, but that might just be because they are so curious to why it bothers me.

I can't really explain it, it's just annoys me.

Huh, I couldn't remember where I heard that song before, but it's real? I remembered part of it, and I use it to annoy.

Hi Sarah,

Sounds good don't it?

A real Southern treat that can't be beat!

Lady Jan~

Merle said...

Hello Janice ~~ I remember that silly song "Dead Skunk" Glad the Febreeze worked. Thank you so much for your kind words in Comments. I think it helped a lot seeing relatives and sharing our grief and memories. Take care, Hugs, Merle.

Janice said...

Hi Merle,

Road Kill Stew made it all the way to Australia? Well, I'll be! That makes me proud!

I think sometimes a grief shared is a grief lessoned, or is it a burden?

Time is about the only thing that can ease grief. It can ease but never be erased, and that is as it should be. I am sorry for your resent grief, with the loss of your cousin.

Lady Jan~

willowtree said...

Not only did your blog make it to Australia, someone in Australia can enlighten you on Dead Skunk (me). It was written and recorded by Louden Wainwright III (if you're interested, here's a short bio)and here are the lyrics.....

Crossin' the highway late last night
He shoulda looked left and he shoulda
looked right
He didn't see the station wagon car
The skunk got squashed
and there you are!

You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the
road
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the
middle of the road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

Take a whiff on me, that
ain't no rose!
Roll up yer window and hold yer nose
You don't have to
look and you don't have to see
'Cause you can feel it in your
olfactory

You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead
skunk in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the
road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

Yeah you got yer dead cat and you got
yer dead dog
On a moonlight night you got yer dead toad frog
Got yer
dead rabbit and yer dead raccoon
The blood and the guts they're gonna make
you swoon!
You got yer
Dead skunk in the middle of the road
Dead skunk
in the middle of the road
You got yer dead skunk in the middle of the
road
Stinkin' to high Heaven!

C'mon stink!

You got it!
It's
dead, it's in the middle
Dead skunk in the middle!
Dead skunk in the
middle of the road
Stinkin' to high heaven!
All over the road,
technicolor man!
Oh, you got pollution
It's dead, it's in the
middle
And it's stinkin' to high, high Heaven!

Janice said...

Hi Willowtree,

Oh thank you! I knew I didn't have the lyric right, but the point I was trying to make was I was using the song to annoy my daughter--on purpose!

But I was thinking that I should have the lyrics, so I can sing the song the way it was ment to be sung or I can at least know all the words insteed of the parts that I made-up.

And thank you so much for giving them to me.

Your Lady Jan~