(From) Far I'll Greet Him, Still
Parody of "Margaritaville" by Jimmy Buffett
Parody Lyrics by Jeff James (the Parodud)
Falls out on journey, loves his new toys.
Wantin' wild living, then guy was starving.
Wallet simp-ly gets thin, then dude toils.
Chasin' the gales, but then he's hard up, feeds 'em swill.
Workin' hard, guy must sate all the hogs.
But Jesus says that He is lookin' to save,
'Cause Christ hopes you'll sure heed His call.
(Be)'fore bloke's deceased then, (guy) came to some reason.
"One thing, I'll go/scoot, help my daddy's hired dudes.
I sinned against you, see, so then it's not due me.
Now I'm not heir, but happy with crew."
"Haste to array the son, from far I'll greet him, still!
Sure, I thought guy's lost, taken by faults.
Thus we'll proclaim, be merry, look unashamed,
Chow and drink. Well, we should. Please exalt!"
Guy's brother's quite ticked off, said to the pop, "Stop!"
'Cause my feelings were bruised (mine alone).
"'Cause I surely work rendered.
I wouldn't neglect ya.
He's chosen to squander. Ya shelter that son?"
"Waitin' for days, and then I thought my kid was killed!
Sure, the poor guy was taken by faults.
One year, you'll gain your share, the rooms and estate,
But thy bro's .. alive, so exalt.
Yes, and one year, you'll gain your share, the rooms and estate.
Man, thy bro's .. alive, so exalt!"
BTW, if you don't understand the "Paro-Dud" moniker, visit ApologetiX' site and check out the name of Karl Messner's production company; then you'll probably get the play on words.
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