[Parody] of Macklemore's Thrift Shop - Rich Snob

This catchy song was overplayed in 2013, and so naturally it was ripe for parodying. This is my attempt:

The Original Lyrics - Click to play Youtube - Macklemore's Thrift Shop	Lyrics
What, what, what, what... [x7] Bada, badada, badada, bada... [x9] [Hook:] I'm gonna pop some tags Only got twenty dollars in my pocket I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up This is fucking awesome	What, what, what, what... [x7] Bada, badada, badada, bada... [x9] [Hook:] I’ve got so much cash I can’t even close my wallet I - I - I’m crying, in my Ferrari First world fucking problems
[Verse 1:] Nah, Walk up to the club like, "What up, I got a big cock!" I'm so pumped about some shit from the thrift shop Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty That people like, "Damn! That's a cold ass honkey." Rollin' in, hella deep, headin' to the mezzanine, Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets (Piiisssssss) But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it) Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments Passin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in But me and grungy fuckin it man I am stuntin' and flossin' and Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take your grandpa's style, No for real - ask your grandpa - can I have his hand-me-downs? (Thank you) Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin' They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a kneeboard Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, hell no I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those The sneaker heads would be like "Aw, he got the Velcros"	[Verse 1:] My, oceanfront view is, blocked up, by my big yacht! I’ve got a Phd, but no one calls me “Doc”, Lag on my fridge, nutella jar empty Overslept, Damn! The bed’s too comfy Carryin’, only greens, can’t use the vending machine My fav band stinks, cause now they are too  mainstream Look like I've a small dick, due to skinny jeans Overslept so I missed,  Macca’s brekkie treats (Pissed) Asians, not getting 100%! (Racist) Tastin’ it, wastin’ it, food lacked enough condiments Racin’ to the cookies tastin’, but they turn out to be raisin Coffee so well insulated and I can’t use it to warm my hands Broke a nail after getting a manicure, bitch Shops have too many aisles, Shops have too many aisles, Got a cheque, so now have to go to the bank in town (Damn you) Promo expired on my free Snickers Not enough dip for my chicken nuggets Had to re-tie my right shoe, now feels tighter than my left shoe Too hungry to sleep, but too tired to make food 2 pillows’ too high, 1 pillow's too low, Medium pizza would feed me, but large is better food to money ratio. My iPhone’s broken, have to listen to radio Nothing to wear, but my closet's full of clothes
[Hook] I'm gonna pop some tags Only got twenty dollars in my pocket I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up This is fucking awesome	[Hook] At home there’s a wet patch but I step in it with my sock and I - I - I’m crying, in my mansion First world fucking problems
[Verse 2:] What you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin? What you knowin' about wearin' a fur fox skin? I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that luggage One man's trash, that's another man's come-up Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt 'Cause right now I'm up in here stuntin' I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons) I'm not, I'm not sick of searchin' in that section (Uptons) Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy I'll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, I rock that motherfucker The built-in onesie with the socks on that motherfucker I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker They be like, "Oh, that Gucci - that's hella tight." I'm like, "Yo - that's fifty dollars for a T-shirt." Limited edition, let's do some simple addition Fifty dollars for a T-shirt - that's just some ignorant bitch (shit) I call that getting swindled and pimped (shit) I call that getting tricked by a business That shirt's hella dough And having the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don't Peep game, come take a look through my telescope Trying to get girls from a brand? Man you hella won't Man you hella won't (Goodwill... poppin' tags... yeah!)	[Verse 2] Have to reset my log-in, cause I have forgotten The net’s so boring, so I’m surfing Firefox and I’m wanking, with Olay, my penis looks half my age. My hand's too fat, to fit into Pringles make me rage Hate how pirated music comes with no album artwork GPS glitched, so I have no direction Without batts, my book don’t even function Glasses so clean I see my eye’s own reflection Snapchattin’, Hashtaggin’, but should be, exam crammin’ Lift not working, its jammin, and, so took the elevator Ordered a tall no fat white hot choc, got a mocha later Finger ripped through my ultra soft toilet paper Phones have ruined, surprise water balloon fights I’m like, “I ate too much, my tummy hurts” Autocorrection, ruining my street diction I do not have enough salsa -  for my dorito chips (shit) but don't have the chips to open a new jar (dip)  I didn't get what I want for Christmas First class is shocker There’s too much space to reach the touchscreen monitor I took a dump but then I forgot my smartphone Diamond earrings in my Vuitton bag, damn scratched my iPhone, Damn I lost my pony (High tax, earnin’ cash...yeah!)
[Hook] I'm gonna pop some tags Only got twenty dollars in my pocket I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up This is fucking awesome	[Hook] I wish I was a fag I have issues with commitment, I - I - I’m wishing, marriage was illegal First world fucking problems
[Bridge] I wear your granddad's clothes I look incredible I'm in this big ass coat From that thrift shop down the road I wear your granddad's clothes I look incredible I'm in this big ass coat From that thrift shop down the road	[Bridge] Free wifi is too slow I’m too beautiful No one takes me seriously though Broke the shell of my taco Toothbrush batts are too low Someone left voicemail My boat just got towed I’m that rich snob down the road
[Hook] I'm gonna pop some tags Only got twenty dollars in my pocket I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up This is fucking awesome Is that your grandma's coat?	[Hook] I’ve got so much cash I can’t even close my wallet I - I - I’m crying, bent my golf club First world fucking problems Damn I have to go outside and vote?

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Barack Obama (or 'O-Bummer' to the Republicans) was re-elected today!

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A quick 100 second parody I wrote for this year's Med Revue.


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It is now April.
There is less than 9 months left of 2012, and the end of the world as prophesied by the Mayan calendar. 

Thus, I see no need to continue using a condom.

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Upon learning that Ariel, Disney's famous mermaid was actually 16 years old, I surmised the following:

 

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It's nearing Election time!

I bet the Opposition Leader Tony Abbott is loving this petty bickering:

I believe that both major Australian political parties at the moment are full of incompetent politicians (may as well refer to the political capital as Cuntberra for the moment being). But then again, my impression of politics is mainly negative, because many politicians from the council to federal-level tend to be self-serving, arrogant, and/or manipulative (the final quality is often a necessary characteristic to survive in the system).  And in countries where a system of checks and balances aren't put in place, it is readily seen that politicians tend to be in a system of receiving checks and increasing their bank balances. It's human nature, power corrupts. As Jay Leno said, "Politics is derived from the word 'poly' which means many, and 'ticks' which are blood suckers."

Politicians are meant to be a representative of the people, but the majority of people in general are not very bright. Countrymen lend their ears to the one with the best silver tongue, whose policies are supported by those with the biggest gold coffers.

Only in a democratic system, does the votes of two morons count more than a vote of an intellectual.
Then again, better two morons democratically competing for the top position of power every couple of years, than the same single moron who rules unopposed for decades, as history shows that usually never turns out too well.

Since Australians lavish our sports with so much praise, I reckon we could try electing one of our most successful Cricket captains with a proven track record, since I'm not sure he can do much worse than the lot we're looking at:

P.S. A hilarious job application summary on a job seeker website for the job of PM:

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Potter Parodies

♫ I whip my unicorn-hair back and forth,
sitting on my throne as the half-blood prince of Bel Air.
So throw your wands in the air and wave'em like it's Veela hair
Teach me how to dobby. Teach me, teach me how to dobby.
I've got the moves like Potter. 
So won't the real Grey Lady please stand up, please stand up, please stand up?
From the window to the Great Hall
til the sweat drips down my Yule balls
To all beat beat them-other bludgers (motherbludgers)
All seek seek Azkaban!
Everyday I'm Quaffling!
Boom, badoom, boom,
boom, badoom, boom, he got that super basilisk ♫

A couple of other Potter parody lines that I like that I didn't write, but really like are:

Got 99 problems, but a snitch ain't one,
I'm fly like it's Quidditch,
And baby, ride your Firebolt!
Vroom, vroom, vroom
Soaring higher on your broom, broom, broom
Lets have some fun, this match is sick
I wanna take a ride on your Quidditch stick
I'm flying high, Defying gravity
No Wizard that there is or was, Is ever gonna bring me down

Okay, the last song is not really a parody, but it's a total fit for Quidditch right :P?


If you didn't know, I'm also the Founder, President (Supreme Mugwump/Chief Warlock), and Team Captain of my university's quidditch club.

UNSW Quidditch Team's Shirt designed by Desiree Surjadi and I
(I only provided ideas and visual direction, Desiree gets all the credit for the skill)

"I've had it with these motherbludging basilisks on this motherbludging broomstick!"

-Snape L Jackson

1050 is the year of the first recorded Quidditch game by the way. Not only that, on each shirt, we've got custom name/numbers. Notable ones include:

Name	Number
Grimmauld Pl.	12
CHOSEN	1
POTTER	7
BLOOD PRINCE	½
PAGE	394
OCTO	π
	9001
I LIKE	80085
INCHES	9 ¾
GET REAL	√-1
TO	∞
KNOWS IT	∫exy
HERE'S MY	$0.02
	<3

So come along and watch us compete at:

Designed by Desiree (what a gun), with direction from moi. Come watch the competition!

On a related note here's a whole song parody I wrote last year for 2011 Med Revue:

Special guest appearance: I meet my fate at the top of the stairs.