Christmas Song Parodies

Dancer

Just because everyone loves parodies (or at least me and other YouTube fans do.) It can be anything to do with Christmas  (snow, family, Jingle bells, wishing it was always Christmas, Santa or even that song Arianna Grande made a few years ago.) It can be either one that already exists (just post the link) or one that you make yourself.

Dancer

Jingle Bells Parody:

Jingle bells, daleks smell,
The TARDIS laid an egg,
Rose is gone, River Song.
The Doctor got away!

Dashing through the vortex, in a type 40 TARDIS
(The Doctor calls her "sexy" but Neil Gaiman called her Idris!)

By Cybermen delayed, demanding you upgrade.
Think up a crazy scheme or two, and now you've saved the day!

Ooooooooooooooooh,

Jingle bells, daleks smell,
The TARDIS laid an egg...
Rose is gone, River Song.
The Doctor got away!
Hey!

Dancer

And of course the other 2 versions:

1) Jingle bells, Batman smells 
Robin flew away
Uncle Billy lost his willy on the motorway 
Hey!

2) Jingle bells, Batman smells
Robin flew away
Auntie Ruby lost her booby on the motorway 
Hey!

Dancer

The most true one ever (a parody of Let It Go:)

The snow shines bright over Facebook tonight. There's tweets and texts galore. Someone's spotted a gritting truck. Like we've not seen snow before. Can't get into Tesco. They've all headed there in droves. Better to be safe. Buy a hundred loaves. The crunch of ice. The screech of wheels. There goes some moron in high heels. Breaking her ankle on the path. Oh what a laugh. Shit it's snow! Shit it's snow! Us Brits don't know what to do. Shit it's snow! Shit it's snow! We're all walking funny too. The schools are closed for the rest of the day. If a kid falls down their parents will probably sue anyway. Meanwhile in Canada they all just laugh at us. Three inches and the airports close. Forget about the bus. The trains are fucked beyond belief. Can't get to the tracks underneath. The only way I won't be late is if I skate. Shit it's snow! Shit it's snow! All the kids think that it's great. Shit it's snow! Shit it's snow! But no bugger can drive straight. The snowballs roll then one cracks your skull. Let's all write our names. Then when the sun comes out it turns to poxy slush. Can't walk along the street without looking just like a lush. Your boss expects you in no matter what the slog. But everyone else is off. No snow day in the pub. Shit it's snow! Shit it's snow! It's like Armageddon is here. Shit it's snow! Shit it's snow! But we pray for it every year. We sit and hope but we really can't cope. Give it a few months more. We'll all be moaning it's too hot anyway.

Millie2787

I’m a sucker for sad Christmas songs so this is one of my fav sad ones 

Dancer

Lovely song.

Dancer

This one was in Tracy Beaker The Dare Game (a book I read in year 7.) It is a parody of Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer:

Elaine my social worker has a rather large, fat bum. And if you ever saw it you would scream and run.

Dancer

12 Days of Christmas Parody (Pampers version:)

In the 12th part of labor my midwife gave to me 12 dads-a-drumming, 11 wipers wiping, 10 wards-a-beeping, 9 ladies laughing, 8 aids for milking, 7 swabs and swillings, 6 nieces waiting, 5 holds and clings, 4 calming words, 3 clenched bends, 2 purple gloves and a perfect little baby. 

Dancer

I found 3 different versions of 12 Days Of Christmas (includes the one I previously said on the discussion so won't share it again.)

On the 12th day of Christmas my teacher gave to me...

12 complex essays
11 days of school
10 weeks boredom
9 friends shouting
8 lazy teachers
7 boring hours
6 homework folders
5 boringnessssssss
4 dropping lunches
3 stinky boys
2 horrible students
And a mentalllll breakdown!!!!

On the first day of Christmas my sister gave to me:
A hand job and a blowy.

On the second day of Christmas Job Centre said to me:
It's time you got a job 'cause you can't live forever for free.

On the third day of Christmas the Doctor said to me:
You've got the clap again, go and sort ya sen,
'Cause you can't shag your sister you see.

On the fourth day of Christmas the Vodka gave to me:
Four scatty birds,
Everything was blurred,
Now I've just forgot,
Why I woke with an itchy scrot.

On the fifth day of Christmas the chav's gave to me:
Burberry and Bling,
Four different birds,
Thirteen kids,
No teeth when I smile,
And a phone call from Jeremy Kyle.

On the sixth day of Christmas the coppers gave to me:
A tag round me ankle,
Community service,
Four months on parole,
Three months dole,
Two cans of Skoll,
And a portion of riot control.

On the seventh day of Christmas someone offered me:
A job for a while,
Working's not my style,
I eat, I shit, I watch TV,
Roll out of bed at four,
Sometimes three,
Never before two,
And I'm always pissed you see.

On the eighth day of Christmas JD Sports gave to me:
One McKenzie tracky,
Trainers that are tacky,
Now I smoke my "cracky",
In my Burberry and Bling,
With my four different birds,
Thirteen kids,
No teeth when I smile,
And a phone call from Jeremy Kyle.

On the ninth day of Christmas Drug Dealer gave to me:
Nine wraps of whizz,
Bit of cannabis,
A shag from his sis,
Now it burns when I piss,
Five knocked off rings,
Four special brew,
Three sniffy glue,
My gums now I chew,
And another week in the dole queue.

On the tenth day of Christmas my Fatha said to me:
"I've fucking had enough,
Thaz a bloody chuff,
And tha looks like a scruff,
And your lass is rough,
It's not big or tough"
You Bone idle twat!!
Get up off your ass,
Earn some brass,
Show a bit of class,
I can't be arsed Fatha I will pass!

On the eleventh day of Christmas Jezza said to me:
"We all know you're lying,
Stop your fake crying,
Listen up Mr,
Why you shag your sister?
It's not big or clever,
Shouldn't do it ever,
"Whatever Trevor"
"Why you acting hard?"
You're nothing but a prick,
Thick as shit,
All you do is nick."

And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the twelfth day of Christmas I said to me:
"Fuck 'em."