Weird Al’s “Blurred Lines” Parody Song About Grammar Is Pretty Great


You know the song “Blurred Lines” by Robin Thicke? It’s really catchy and you hear it on the radio and you get it stuck in your head and you hum it and bob your head back and forth a bit but then you listen to the lyrics a little closer and you realize it’s maybe about date rape and you get disgusted with yourself and you find the nearest mirror and point your finger in your face and think, “Stop it! Get this date rape anthem out of your head!” but the beat is catchy and you can’t just exorcise it immediately so you run desperately in search of another catchy song to take its place and you’re poring over Spotify and flipping through old NOW CDs and what was that stupid song from the ’90s that you used to get stuck in your head all the time? “Chumbawumba“? So, you listen to “Chumbawumba” and it works—ta-da! “Blurred Lines” be gone!—but now you’re going around singing “He drinks a whiskey drink/He drinks a vodka drink/He drinks a lager drink/He drinks a cider drink/He sings the songs that remind him of the good times/He sings the songs that remind him of the better times” all week and no one likes you because you won’t stop singing “Chumbawumba” and you lose your friends and you lose your family and you lose your job but you just keep on singing “I get knocked down but I get up again/You’re never gonna keep me down” right up until the time you get knocked down and in fact don’t get up and are kept down and die alone in a ditch…all because you listened to “Blurred Lines.”

Well, Weird Al Yankovic has a new parody of “Blurred Lines” called “Word Crimes” which is just as catchy but about grammar instead of date rape. So, lean back, relax, and let this impressive parody get stuck in your head.

(via Gawker)

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