A parody I wrote from the perspective of a surgeon who performs illegal organ harvesting. The lead surgeon 's name is Dr Yamaha, because he sells organs (badumtsh).
I do wish I wrote it a few years earlier, because it would have been perfect for Pirates of Cardiology: Dead Man's chest. The original song is pure entertainment as well.
I do wish I wrote it a few years earlier, because it would have been perfect for Pirates of Cardiology: Dead Man's chest. The original song is pure entertainment as well.
Original song lyrics:
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Parody:
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Pirates:
With Cat-Like Tread
Upon our prey we steal
In silence dread
Our cautious way we feel
No sound at all
We never speak a word
A fly's foot-fall
Would be distinctly heard
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Surgeon:
With dodgy meds
Upon patients we heal
With suture thread
Your organs we may steal
We paid off all
our massive uni debt
Wonder how we afford
Mansions, yachts and jets?
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Police:
Tarantara, Tarantara.
Pirates:
So stealthily the pirate creeps
While all the household soundly sleeps
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Patients:
Tarantara, Tarantara.
Surgeons:
So stealthily the doctor creeps
While all the patients soundly sleep
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Come friends, who plough the sea
Truce to navigation
Take another station
Let's vary piracy
With a little burglary
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Come friends, in surgery
Need no permission
Before the first incision
Let’s take a new kidney
With a little burglary
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Come friends, who plough the sea
Truce to navigation
Take another station
Let's vary piracy
With a little burglary
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Har-vest, illegally
Need no permission
Before the first incision
Let’s take a new kidney
With a little burglary
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Samuel:
Here's your crowbar
And your centre bit
Your life preserver
You may want to hit
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Dr. Samuel:
Here’s your scalpel
Slice dice cut and stitch
Someone get more ice
We will all be rich
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Your silent matches
Your dark lantern seize
Take your file
And your skeletonic keys
With Cat like tread
In silence dread
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The HLA matches!
With more greed we seize
half the liver
and just for kicks a teste!
Needle and thread
No consent said
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With Cat-Like Tread
Upon our prey we steal
In silence dread
Our cautious way we feel
No sound at all
We never speak a word
A fly's foot-fall
Would be distinctly heard
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With skills from med
Upon patients we steal
In silence fled
Into black-markets we deal
You'll wake up sore
Weight less than before
A few more scars
Pays for my five new cars
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Come friends, who plough the sea
Truce to navigation
Take another station
Let's vary piracy
With a little burglary
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Organs, I need money
Pays for vacations
kid’s private education
You’ll have no memories
Because we used roofies!
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With cat like tread
Upon our prey we steal
In silence dread
Our cautious way we feel
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Infected you with strep,
You likely feel unwell.
But you already had hep
So half-price the organs sell
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Come friends, who plough the sea
Truce to navigation
Take another station
Let's vary piracy
With a little burglary
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Thank Gray’s, for anatomy
An organ extraction
For cash transaction
Let’s Ignore Hippocrates
Did he have a ferrari?
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With cat like tread
Upon our prey we steal
In silence dread
Our cautious way we feel
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Just rest in bed
Your liver will re-heal
In silence fled
With rich old men we deal
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Come friends, who plough the sea
Truce to navigation
Take another station
Let's vary piracy
With a little burglary
With cat like tread
Upon our prey we steal
In silence dread
Our cautious way we feel
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You’ll live, I guarantee
Oops there’s complications
Major perforation
You have my sympathy
Oh well more parts for me
They are now dead
I did not want to kill
In silk threads
Cry in my stack of bills
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Come friends, who plough the sea
Truce to navigation
Take another station
Let's vary piracy
With a little burglary
With cat like tread
Upon our prey we steal
In silence dread
Our cautious way we feel
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Grand theft autopsy
Pays for litigation
Get off on probation Oh god these lawyer fees
It’s straight up burglary!
With suture thread
More organs we will steal
All this cash
With rich old men we deal (heal!)
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