Another piece of evidence as I build a case for why Weird Al Yankovic should be hailed as one of the most skillful songwriters of this generation. Take a look at these lyrics – notice anything unusual?
Bob by Weird Al Yankovic
I, man, am regal - a German am INever odd or even if I had a hi-fiMadam, I'm Adam, too hot to hootNo lemons, no melon, too bad I hid a bootLisa Bonet ate no basil, Warsaw was rawWas it a car or a cat I saw?
Rise to vote, sir, do geese see God?"Do nine men interpret?" "Nine men," I nodRats live on no evil star.Won't lovers revolt now? Race fast, safe carPa's a sap, Ma is as selfless as I amMay a moody baby doom a yam?
Ah, Satan sees Natasha. No devil lived onLonely Tylenol not a banana batonNo "x" in "Nixon", O, stone, be not soO Geronimo, no minor ego"Naomi," I moan, "A Toyota's a Toyota"A dog, a panic in a pagoda
Oh no! Don Ho! Nurse, I spy gypsies - run!Senile felines, now I see bees I wonUFO tofu. We panic in a pewOozy rat in a sanitary zooGod! A red nugget! A fat egg under a dog!Go hang a salami, I'm a lasagna hog
Spot it? That's right. Every single line is a palindrome - or two (i.e. reads the same backwards as well as forward). Even the title is a palidrome. Pretty clever huh? But that's not enough for our dread champion. The song actually rhymes as well and, as a pastiche of Subterranean Homesick Blues, the lyrics also make sense - in a Dylanesque psychedelic stream of conscience kind of way.
Add a simple video that also parodies Dylan's groundbreaking video and you have a work of art.
(sorry about the dumb advert first...)
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