Piss on the Moon, Immortal Joke

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So this is an idea that has been festering in my brain for a couple of years now. It's a parody of Lyrica Live's vocal cover of Reach for the Moon, Immortal Smoke, but it's an homage to one of my favorite YouTube videos of all time: SnapCube's Sonic Adventure 2 Real-Time Fandub.

You can find the original cover here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipPmf3pg3YA

And if you haven't seen this masterpiece then what the fuck are you doing with your life?!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=po1qdT7mj-s
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IMC0uZY2iH0

And here's the extra audio I used for my parody: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A45CznHpEzk

Lyrics:
Once, I had a wife… but then my wife was fucked by them.
Now, newly divorced… I’m rising every morning just to live it all again.

(I've come to make an announcement, Shadow the Hedgehog’s a bitch ass motherfucker he pissed on my fucking wife. That's right, he took his hedgehog fucking quill-y dick out and he pissed on my fucking wife!)

Clinging on to my Twitter, with giant one polygon hands…
Why can’t I let go? That’s just the sort of feeling I will never understand.
So, life without her? It isn’t much worth calling “life.”
But, by the sharp piss still searing through my body, I can feel that I’m alive.

(And he said his dick was THIS BIG and I said That's disgusting. so I'm making a call-out post on my Twitter dot com. Shadow the Hedgehog you got a small dick, it's the size of this walnut except way smaller, and guess what? Here's what my dong looks like. That's right, baby! Tall point, no quills, now pillows. Look at that, it looks like two balls in a bong!)

Now this dong has two ways through:
One, they call “despair”–
To find what was lost, even knowing
That someday all will be lost again.

This dong has two ways through:
One, they might call “hope”–
To lose what was found, ever knowing
That someday all will be found again.

Piss on the pale moon, the distance only I can piss.
Day followed by night: That moon is like a toilet that’s impossible to miss.
Rage lighting my way, into a never-ending night:
Night followed by day: This joke will live forever in the form of YouTube likes.

(…Because it’s) all that I have left, I’m gonna let the piss seep through.
Once I have been quenched, get out of my fucking sight, or else piss on you, too.
Burn, blister, and fall, and from the fandubs, I will rise.
Piss, leaving its trail, thins nearly into nothing but it never truly dies.
Watch as the views grow, but will I ever grow along?
Each retweet shows me yet another way, another reason, to be strong.
What more can I lose? Cause everybody’s fucked my wife…
Now, carry this through– there’s somewhere that I have to piss, no matter what the price.

Once, I had a wife… although my wife got fucked by them.
Now, newly divorced… I’m rising every morning just to live it all again.