Oddworld Songs

[Bullet Magnet]

Okay, this is the thread to post Oddworld related songs. Anyone can who can write song lyrics can post, and it's not a competition…yet. There are a few rules:

1) They must be spoofs or Oddversions of familiar songs. Pop from any era, songs from plays; anything with a proper tune. The words must fit, and tell us the title of the original so we can get it. If they rhyme with the original, that is okay

2) No rap. Unless you can pull of a very good version of an iconic rap track that is easily recognisable, stick to ones you can sing. Songs like those by Gorilllaz, while really good, are not very suitable either.

3) Make it original. It's no good just to change the names into Oddworld ones, put some effort into it.

4) Anthems and songs from imaginary Oddworld musicals are fine. And so are ones of fan-fiction stories, as long as there are references to familiar names.

This is my first attempt. I downloaded the original lyrics, and could only remember the tune to the chorus! It depicts events from AO.

He is a Zero (Holding out for a hero)

Where have all the natives gone
From the land they once trod?
Where’s the mud who will fight on
For all that is Odd?
Isn't there a great one upon a smelly steed?
Over the years the fact’ries grew, and made the Oddworld bleed.

(Chorus)
He is a zero
This mudokon is a zero who will do what is right
He's not very strong
And he’s not very bright
And he's not really able to fight
He is a zero
A mud who has been a zero for all of his life
He's an ex-slave
And his quest is to save
As many scrubs as he can in one night (can in one night)

Somewhere after midnight
He saw a great big moon
Hanging just beyond his reach
He fell down the cliff to his doom
Smashing to the stony ground like a piece of meat
Amazingly the Bigface brought him back to his feet

Journeyed through forests old and deserts hot
And the temples of ages gone
Creatures chased him through the dark alleys
Better run!

Through the guard and the saws and the pain
And the death and the crud
Evil feel his approach
He has Shrykull in his blood (He has Shrykull in his blood)

Zero!

He is a zero
This mudokon is a zero but he’ll do what is right
He’s not very strong
And he’s not very bright
And he’s not really able to fight

Hero

Oh but he’s a hero
And he’s gonna be a hero for the rest of his life
He’s an ex-slave
And his quest is to save
As many scrubs as he can in the fight
Now he’s a hero.



Well?

[Glukinator]

That was hilarious! I must of busted a lung laughing!

[Marco the Glukkon]

Good Job Bullet Magnet! I really thought that was good. Hmm...I'll try and see if I can think of some songs lol.

[Matriar]

That's really a funny idea !
Now we still need a karaoke music of "He is a Zero (Holding out for a hero)" Then it was perfect.
Nice job, Bullet Magnet!

[Fuzzleman54321]

THE MOVIE WILL COME OUT SOON.

We know oddworld is cool,
But there is no need to drool!

The movie will come out soon,
So go play another game, like platoon!

Abe's oddysee it shall be,
everyone is exited that there pants get full of wee,

More members shall come,
oddworld forums is not dumb!

Soon the movie shall be done,
and everybody will run,

to get to the movies as fast as they could,
before all the tickets were booked!

Lorne lanning earns lots of cash,
then he settles down to eat corn beef hash!

So do not fear! Do not be doomed!
For the movie is coming out soon.

The end.

..Im not that good.

[Bullet Magnet]

It's all right. You start with poems, and make them fit tunes. I just wrote a bunch, but I'll pace my posting of them.

Don’t Shoot Me Now (Don't stop me now)

And now I’m gonna free myself a load of scrubs
They are alive
And Oddworld! Restoring its freedom yeah!
I’m saving it all in time for tea
So don’t shoot me now, don’t shoot me-
’cause I’m freeing mudokons, freeing mudokons!

There’s Vykkers Labs floating in the sky
It’s a demon perpetrating atrocities
I’m in an airship, sneaking by,
Like Pack Rat Palooka
It’s gonna blow, blow blow
Not such a travesty

It’s burning in the sky yeah!
Six hundred fuzzles
That’s why they’re wanton vivisectionists!
They call me a terrorist
I’m gonna make native mudokons out of you!

Don’t shoot me now
I am saving chained mudokons, I’m freeing them all
Don’t shoot me now
If I’m ever near a high cliff I’ll probably fall
Don’t shoot me now (’cause I’m freein’ mudokons)
Don’t shoot me now (yes I’m freein’ mudokons)
Don’t want to be shot at all

We were on our way to the Necrum Mines
Because that is the source
Of ingredients to make SoulStorm Brew
We can set the boilers to overload
Like possessed sligs about to
Oh oh oh oh oh explode

It’s flaming in the forest!
Two hundred degrees
That’s prob’ly why they call me terrorist
They shoot at me and always missed
I wanna make freed scrubs right out of you

Don’t shoot me, don’t shoot me,
Don’t shoot me, hey hey hey!
Don’t shoot me, don’t shoot me, ooh ooh ooh (I hate it)
Don’t shoot me, don’t shoot me,
Popping squid-heads, squid-heads
Don’t shoot me, don’t shoot me, aaaaaah!

[INSTRUMENTAL]

I’m turning into Shrykull!
Destroyed Rupture Farms
That’s prob’ly why they call me terrorist.
Brew couldn’t get me pissed
A mudokon blue-guy with a whole lot to do

Don’t shoot me now
I’m freeing chained mudokons, I’m saving them all
Don’t shoot me now
If I’m ever near a high cliff I’ll probably fall
Don’t shoot me now (‘cause I’m freein’ mudokons
Don’t shoot me now (yes I’m freein’ mudokons)
Don’t want to be shot at all.

[Matriar]

Nice one! Don't shot me ... really nice

[Bullet Magnet]

Okay, how about this. It was harder to write, and shows. I got the idea from a Daily Deception on the official site, and is apparently Alf's favourite.

FeeCo-razy (Stone Cold Crazy)

Out of the blue I got a terrible warning
It was written right in the stone
There are sligs going round
Better not make a sound
But I’m sitting here all alone
Name’s on the door
At the town’s Bounty Store
I am good-for-nothing and outlawed
Never, never, I never want to fight a war
I don’t even know of what it’s for!
Crazy
FeeCo-razy you know

[INSTRUMENTAL]

I look to the Moon
I am a hired goon
And there’s Sekto calling on the phone
But there’s more, but there’s more
So I scurry from the law
I gotta stop running my feet are raw
Crazy
FeeCo-razy you know

[INSTRUMENTAL]

Falling off my seat
Shooting people in the street
With my bad Blitzpacker Vendo gun
I angered Elboze Freely
That’ll be the end of me
It was just a little bit of fun
My name is on a noose
I ran right outa spooce
I knew this wouldn’t end well
Now they’re gonna cash me in
And then they’ll lock me in a cell
Crazy
FeeCo-razy you know

[Glukinator]

I got one

We will eat you (We will rock you)

Buddy you're a Mud scrubing floors untill you drop
just waiting for a slig to make you a Mudokon pop
You'll get a knife in your face
and be a big disgrace
they'll make so many pops the'll have to kill your whole race
We will we will eat you
eat you
we will we will eat you
eat you!

[Matriar]

I got one

We will eat you (We will rock you)

Buddy you're a Mud scrubing floors untill you drop
just waiting for a slig to make you a Mudokon pop
You'll get a knife in your face
and be a big disgrace
they'll make so many pops the'll have to kill your whole race
We will we will eat you
eat you
we will we will eat you
eat you!

Cool

[Glukinator]

I got one

We will eat you (We will rock you)

Buddy you're a Mud scrubing floors untill you drop
just waiting for a slig to make you a Mudokon pop
You'll get a knife in your face
and be a big disgrace
they'll make so many pops the'll have to kill your whole race
We will we will eat you
eat you
we will we will eat you
eat you!

I'm not good at making up songs. Oh well.

[Abeguy]

it wasn't that bad, but what is with all the Queen? Give me some time and I'll have some

[Bullet Magnet]

E¯,>?ns to be my favourite band. And that was prertty good, Glukinator. Here's another one of mine, and yes, it is Queen. It's not as funny as my others, but it is more moody

The Brewmaster's Song (The show must go on)

Aggravation, my factory slows down
Innovation, not enough gets around
Xtractors, their tears go in the brew that's all we need them for.
He's just a zero, another rebel scrub
He can't hurt us, we are fuelled by Flub!
By the Odd! Can he even make it through the door?

Production goes on
Production goes on
Their spirit may be breaking
For Moolah I am raking
All the while it goes on.

Whatever happens, he doesn't have a chance
When we catch him, we will make him dance
By the Odd! Does he even know what he is in for?
The wheels are turning, mixing the brew to be
The vats are purring, the Moolah's all for me.
Outside the guard are waking
But inside slaves are longing to be free.

Production goes on
Production goes on
Can't believe how long it's taking
The brew that I am making
'Cause the style is all gone.

We shock mudokons, just like the wild Zapflies
The tears that we harvest only come when they cry,
And they buy- our brew.

Production goes on
Production goes on
It seems pretty grim
But the slaves are dim
More with the tears!

Give them their fill, and then we bill
We have to find the will, we need more-
More with the-
More with the tears
Production goes on!

[Slig_Cake]

WORKING CLASS MUD



working hard to keep on living
scrubbing floors with so much pain
a chosen one, not havin much fun
blue skinned guy goin insane
oh oh oh he's a working class Mud

well he's a steel town deciple
he's a legend of his kind
he's running like a cyclone
across the wild mid oddworld sky
oh oh oh he's a working class mud

he believes in the big face
frees his buddys when he can
he did his time in rupture farms
sure aint a glukkon fan
he's a simple mud
with a heart of gold
in a pretty darn odd land
oh he's a working class mud

he knows he has a destiny
someday he'll be a god
runnin round paramonia
possesin everything that's odd
he ain't worried about the enemy
cause he just possed his mind
got him to shoot all his pals
takin it one slig at a time
oh oh oh he's a working class mud
oh oh oh he's a working class mud
oh yeah
yes he is
well he's a working class mud

na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na naaaa i'm tellin u he's a workin class mud

Jimmy Barnes everyone.

[scrab queen]

cant *gasp* stop ... laughing! they're... all*giggles*...so ...FUNNY! (ROFL)
i was literally ROFL! nice one, Glukinator!

[Bullet Magnet]

And now for a bit of Sinatra! Or as I call his Clakker counterpart: Hank Pinata

My kind of town, (Buzzarton is) (Chicago is)

Now this could only happen to a Steef like me
And only happen in a town like this
So may I say to each of you most fatefully
As I hurl each one of you a fist

This is my kind of town, Buzzarton is
My kind of town, Buzzarton is
My kind of Clakkerz too
Clakkerz who shoot at you

And each time they groan, Buzzarton is
Sekto on the phone, Buzzarton is
A place of dust balls and weed
It’s my kind of town

My kind of town, Buzzarton is
My kind of town, Buzzarton is
My kind of hard-hitting place
And it has, all that waste

And each time I land, Buzzarton is
Blowing up sand, Buzzarton is
The crossbow wielding, Buzzarton is
The outlaw stockyard, Buzzarton is
One town that leaves you to drown
It’s my kind of town!

[skillya_glowi]

Jesus, I laughed so hard. I wish I could make up something like that.

PS Bullet Magnet: I love Queen!!

[Bullet Magnet]

HANK PIÑATA: Welcome to the Silts Hotel! You know, I love the Silts so much, that everywhere I go I take a little piece of the Silts with me. Well, I do own a percentage of the joint, it would be rude not to. Now I have a song that I’d like to sing about another place that I love. It’s A quaint little fishing village on the banks of the Mongo River. So great they named it… well, once. Now I’ve been to a lot of towns in my time; Buzzarton, Gizzard Gulch, Nolybab City, but there aint no city like this joint, and I should know, ‘cause I was hatched there!

[MUSIC BEGINS]

Now this is a little known tune, by Mr Magnet, and Stunks McCoy, arrangement by Tom the barkeeper. And tonight, solely by us…


Start lighting the fuse, and blast me away
I will be blown apart for it - New Yolk, New Yolk
I’ve nothing to lose, that’s what they all say
I’ll do a SoulStorm fart in it - New Yolk, New Yolk

I wanna sail up in a river, that’s pretty deep
And then I’ll pop a chill pill, get my own meep

Quit hurling abuse, Just leave it, okay?
I’m gonna find my part in it - in old New Yolk
If I can fake it there, I’ll fake it anywhere
Milit’ry coup - New Yolk, New Yolk

[INSTRUMENTAL]

New Yolk, New Yolk
I want to drink up in a city, that doesn’t drink
Prob’ly had too many Brews; I’m really pissed, I’ve had my fill
Of SoulStorm Brew

Those smelly slog-doos, are hurling my way
This really is an Odd-awful cesspit - this old New Yolk
And if I can fake it there, I’m gonna fake it anywhere

Anarchy rules - New Yolk New Yolk

New Yolk!

[Bullet Magnet]

Plight of the Grubbs (Hammer to Fall)

We rally round our people’s call
The Clakkerz don't care at all
Wolvarks we can’t even fight
But we still do it ‘cause we know it’s right yeah

Sekto sends his forces, all
We want to battle but we don’t have the gall
Their slegs attack and Grubbs they maul
We're just waiting
For the dam wall to fall

Oh ev'ry night and every day
A little piece of us is falling away
Steef will soon return they say
And when they do we will make Sekto pay yeah

Ev’ry day is all the same yeah
The valley’s dying since they built the wall
The river cannot be restrained
You know it's time for the dam wall to fall

Now just one steef has returned
Just as we prayed he came (oh no oh no)
Now the Wolvarks will be burned
The Octigi’s only bane (oh no)
And now his power will begin to wane

For once we stood up tall and proud
But now to do so is not allowed
We were treated like a turd
Now we will fight back harder and harder harder

What the hell we fighting for?
Just surrender and it won't hurt at all
Our steef embodies all their fears
We just waiting for the dam wall to dam wall to fall

It's gonna fall
Dam wall... you know... dam wall to fall
While you're waiting for the dam wall to fall

Smack it up one more time!

[Matriar]

Hey. That's a cool one

[Bullet Magnet]

You see, they ask you to sing, and then they laugh at you. I dunno. Give me another Bolabeer.

Oddworld: the saga begins (American Pie)

A long, long time ago... Some can still remember how
Mudokons were happy and free.
But now we’re slaves and it’s not pretty,
Working hard up in the city
It’s not great, I’ll think you will agree.

Cause Glukkons worked us to the ground,
Our feet are tied and hands are bound,
The wildlife are eaten...
While slaves like us are beaten

But wild creatures will soon be gone
So what will Glukkons then sell on?
They’ll chop us up before too long,
Just Abe could see what’s wrong.

So...my, my Abey, you’d better fly
Or you’ll be chopped up into products the Khanzumers will buy
Your time in the Farms, it was all a big lie
And the time to face your future is nigh
The time to face your future is nigh

Did you ever see someone with such speed
As he sprinted through the corporate greed
Past the slig guards on patrol
Abe had to get out of there
And get out of the dragon’s lair
And escape through a barrel with a roll

And through the stockyards dark and grim
The guards- no problem, they are dim
He’s got nothing to lose
And no weapons to use

Sneaking through the sloggie muck
With a little skill and a lot of luck
And the bombs- they really suck
They almost got Abe fried

Alarms were ringing...

My, my Abey you’d better fly
Or you’ll be chopped up into products the Khanzumers will buy
You’ve spent your life baking paramite pies
And now you’re standing on cliff’s edge high
Now you’re standing on a cliff’s edge high

The moon before him had Abe’s paw
Printed on its face as in Muddish lore
But the rock fell beneath his feet
He fell a hundred yards and smashed his head
The Bigface said that he was dead
Then performed a trick that was really neat

He brought our Abe right back to life
And told him tales of trouble and strife
He listened and he learned
To Monsaic Lines he turned.

Holy guides led him through the dark
The passwords were whistles and farts
He learned his past and of his part
On him his race relied

They were singin'

My, my Abey you’d better fly
Or you’ll be chopped up into products the Khanzumers will buy
You’ve spent your life baking paramite pies
You really are the chosen guy
You really are the chosen guy

He went by well to Paramonia
With forests tall and sligs who’ll own ya
And a really grumpy elum to ride
There was a giant temple great
And paramites whose flesh he ate
Who were after our Abe’s bright blue hide

Then it was straight to Scrabania
A desert filled with myth and mania
And scrabs who like to dance
Oh, he almost wet his pants

When he returned to the Bigface
He received hand scars at the base.
Abe now has powers to save his race,
Molluck, you’d better hide!

Bigface was singing

My, my Abey you’d better fly
Or you’ll be chopped up into products the Khanzumers will buy
But now you can transform into the great Shry-
Kull and make the Magog Cartel fry
Make the Magog Cartel fry

Through a portal with much haste
Abe, he did not have the time to waste
He ran through Monsaic Lines
Using Shrykull to cook the guards
To return it wasn’t hard
He could chant and then control their greedy minds.

He came back to No Man’s Land
Where Abe first saw the moon with his hand
Security was tighter
And Abe was not a fighter

But he entered in the night
Rupture Farms: a frightful sight
And their guard slogs have a nasty bite
Hungry for Abey’s blue hide.

My, my Abey you’d better fly
Or you’ll be chopped up into products the Khanzumers will buy
Now you’ve returned to rescue all of your guys
Because soon they are all going to die
Soon they are all going to die

There were traps that Abe could use
To stop sligs giving scrubs abuse
So Abe could free them through a bird portal
Among the meat saws and the bloody gore
A power switch to show the Gluk’s what-for
It turns out that Rupture Farms was just mortal

But Molluck was really pissed
And gassed the Farms with an iron fist
Abe killed the directors
Of all of Rupture’s sectors

Abe was captured by the law
Suspended him over a meat saw
Mudokons sent lightning galore
The day that Molluck fried

They were singin'

My, my Abey you’re a great guy
’Cause we weren’t chopped up into products the Khanzumers would buy
So we saved you from where you would have died
And we put you on a podium high
We put you on a podium high

My, my Abey you’re a great guy
’Cause you saved us when we had no one else on to rely
You completed the tests that no mud ever dared try
Now I want to eat a paramite pie
I want to eat a paramite pie



...I need a drink and a shower...

[skillya_glowi]

Whoa, that's great. You really are gifted.

[scrab queen]

ditto. (speechless) *trying to keep a straight face, but fails*

[Fuzzle Guy]

Sung to the tune of Blue Skies
_________________________
I was blue, blue as a Mudokon could be
Ev'ry day was a great day for me
Then bad luck came a-knocking at my door
People are hungry, They wanted more...

Mudokons,
We were the answer
They wanted to eat us,
with their belly dancers

Never saw their eyes, glowing so long
Never saw things going so wrong
Noticing the Sligs hurrying by
When you're on the move, They learn to fly

Blue Days,
None of them gone,
Nothing but Blue Days,
from now on

___________________

I am so sorry that you had to read that. That was appauling.

[Bullet Magnet]

I liked it. It's about time someone else posted one here, apart from some excellent lyrics by Glukinator and Slig_Cake and that ditty by Fuzzleman54321, I've kinda ruled the roost here. Good one, Fuzzle Guy!

[scrab queen]

okay, here's one that i finally retrieved from the "pre-forums brain abys of no return" how i got it back, is still a mystery to me. some of the lyrics are unchanged from the original, and the original song speaks for itself.

the mud slave theme song (halo by depeche mode)

you wear guilt,
like shackles on your feet,
like a halo in reverse.

i can feel
the discomfort in your stomach,
and a longing for a scrab cake.

there's a pain,
a famine in your heart,
an aching to be free.

can't you see,
all freedom's luxuries,
lie beyond the slig guard's gates.

when the factory falls apart,
and the walls come tumbling in,
though we may regret it ,
it will be worth it.

ring your chains,
your eyes are sewn shut tight,
don't fall into that meat saw!

when the factory falls apart,
and the elums come stampedeing in,
we just might meet abe,
and have a paramite pie!


and there you have it. oh, and for original lyrics, i would suggest lyrics.com.
...im not so good at this...

[Glukinator]

I'M GONNA KILL HIM (I'm a Believer)

I thought that Abe only blew up Rupture Farms
Then I found he blew up Necrum too
Now I've got to kill him
Because there's no more brew.
If he keeps this up I know we're though

Because I saw his face
Now I'm gonna kill him
There's not a trace
Of any more slaves
He'll be dead
I'm gonna kill him
And that won't thrill him once he's gone

Now there's no more Skab Cakes and no Paramite Pies
Since there's no more bones there's no more brew
I just got to get him
If it's the last thing I do
Cause if he keeps this up I know were through

Because I saw his face
Now I'm gonna kill him
There's not a trace
Of any more slaves
He'll be dead
I'm gonna kill him
And that won't thrill him once he's gone

He'll be dead He'll be dead He'll be dead He'll be dead He'll be deeaad!

Thank you! Thank you very much!

[Bullet Magnet]

Now, that's what I'm talkin' about!

[scrab queen]

*applause* (whistles) woooo! yeah!

[Glukinator]

Gracias! Gacias!