If you listened to Art Bell, you will know who George Noory is. Frankly, he is so boring, I would rather listen to a East Indian radio station.
Anyhow, If you have heard the Weird Al Yankovic Song, "One More Minute" This is what I made a parody of (Hmm, parody a parody?) Go find a copy of the song if you dont
Aahh
Well I heard that you're the new host (new host')
Gonna screw up art bell's hard work (hard work)
'Cause clear channel's money mattresse's are not fat enough
You decided that Art Bell can't rack in the cash fast enough (aahh..)
So I changed my radio dial (radio dial) to a better station (better station) because I could not take it anymore (oohh..)
And I blocked your website in my firewall
And I burned down the malt shop where I used to listen to Art Bell
Just because it reminds me of how good the show was (dippity dippity doo)
That's right (that's right) you ain't gonna see me cryin'
I'm glad (I'm glad) that I found a better radio station
'Cause I'd rather spend eternity eating shards of broken glass
Than spend one more minute listening to you
I guess I might seem kinda bitter
You got me feeling down in the dumps
'Cause I'm stranded all alone in the high desert
And I have to fake alien landings just to enjoy a paranormal sighting
Oh, so George, let clear channel use you as a puppet
You ain't (you ain't) gonna have me as a listener
'Cause I'd rather get a hundred thousand paper cuts on my face
Than spend one more minute listening to you
I'd rather rip out my intestines with a fork
Than listen to you kill off Coast To Coast AM
I'd rather slam my fingers in a door (yah)
Again and again and again and again and again
Oh, can't you see what I'm tryin' to say, George...
I'd rather have my blood sucked out by leeches (leeches)
Shove an icepick under a toenail or two
I'd rather clean all the bathroom in Grand Central Station with my tongue
Than spend one more minute listening to you
Yes, I'd rather jump naked on a huge pile of thumbtacks
Or stick my nostrils together with crazy glue
I'd rather dive into a swimming pool filled with double-edged razor blades
Than spend one more minute listening to you
I'd rather rip my heart out of my ribcage with my bare hands
and then throw it on the floor and stomp on it 'till I die
Than spend one more minute listening to you
(Mr burns rubbing his hands together) Excellent!
Dane