This video is bound to drive certain devotees of the original up the wall. Why, that’s enough to get me to like it right there.
Paul Anka wrote the Tonight Show theme. Paul Anka doesn’t have to work. I imagine he does it because he likes it, and the seats are full every night. He could spend an additional four hours daily in his Pan-Galactic tanning bed. And for all his multi-decadal-highwater-Haband-pants-early-bird-special vibe, I’m sure he’s been presented with the opportunity to get an intimate look at more young ladies than a workaholic gynecologist on speed in an all night clinic.
Paul Anka has always been immensely square, if you ask me. But he seems perfectly comfortable in his irradiated skin, doesn’t he? And when you consider how subversive his rendition of Smells Like Teen Spirit is, you see he’s hipper than Curt Cobain could ever be.
Fight the power, Paulie. Stick it to The Man.
(In the comments, Deb from Madison casts an approving eye back to another version of this same song we enjoyed here: Googlewhack is Amused )
Maybe not. Maybe buying premium gas for a rental car. No, that’s not it. Anyway, why is the Enzyte guy yelling at us with an orchestra? I dunno.
The video got truncated in editing. In the original, at the very end, the guy unhinges his jaw and eats a live capybara whole.
The crow sat down and thought a bit
Who is to say what laws permit
I take a thing that draws my eye
My interest is my alibi
I travel through the wicked world
My Jolly Roger is unfurled
I have the knack of nicking stuff
It makes it mine oddly enough
The owners have no fixed ideas
Their compost piles my gallerias
They value things that I don’t want
I pick their trash like a savant
I drag bits out and hawk the wares
To former owners unawares
Who ooh and aah at my concision
They’re unaware of their misprision
The stuff you want is all around
I find it laying on the ground
But when you see me overhead
You wish you had my stuff instead
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