Political impressionist Paul Shanklin and I work regularly, creating parodies for the Rush Limbaugh show. This is a page I started a few years ago, but now that Paul has his own site it's rather moot. For posterity's sake, here's what we were doing at the time:
This week we've been busy on our latest Jesse Jackson tribute. The instrumentation for this one includes drums, bass, electric piano/sine wave blend, strings, two flutes and two guitars. Paul knocked out the vocal in record time because we wanted to email the MP3 to Rush while he was still on the air Monday. It's exciting to record something and hear it on national radio just an hour later.
On January 19th it was revealed that Rev. Jesse Jackson, notorious loudmouth for moral and civic issues, fathered a child out of wedlock two years ago with a member of his Rainbow Coalition staff, Karin Stafford, whom he pays $3000 a month in child support. Upon admitting his extramarital affair, Jackson stated that he would step out out of the public eye for a while to work things out with his wife and five children. Apparently that took less than a week.
Following are Paul Shanklin's new lyrics to the Paul Anka tune, "Having My Baby".
Are you having my baby?
Well yes, you're a woman I loved, but how do you know that I did it to you?
Oh, you got DNA.
Well, if my old lady finds out then you know I'm gonna need a new tooth.
You can feel it
The seed is growing
If they see you from the side, they'll see it showing?
Is anybody else knowing that
You're having my baby?
Or could I hush it up 'cause you know what it would do to me?
Do you like L.A.?
Well, you're a woman in luck -- I got a fund for the poor and needy
Now don't be greedy.
Your knees and thighs, too, already bloating
Well yes, I'll baby-sit sometime
But right now I got to be going
So I can snow them
Is anybody else knowing that
You're having my baby?
You're the woman I loved and my wife might disenfranchise me
'Cause you're having my baby
Yes, you're the woman I loved but please don't call me Daddy.
You're having my baby?
Yes, you're the woman I loved but how do you know I did it to you?
That's right...you have DNA.
