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1965 (bigtvstar)
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Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, Jerry Worsham (bigtvstar)
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Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, Jerry Worsham (bigtvstar)
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Produced By:
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Ed Chalpin (bigtvstar)
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PPX Records, 1650 Broadway, NY, NY (bigtvstar)
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Parody of "Get Off My Cloud" by The Rolling Stones (czwrefsteven) |
Jerry of Jerry and the Landslides is Jerry Worsham, a Connecticut resident, former radio disk jockey and TV actor. The Landslides is the name given to a band from Long Island that laid down the background track for producer Ed Chalpin. In the wonderful weirdness of show business, Jerry never met the Landslides. (bigtvstar) |
The version heard on "You Gotta Have Moxie, Vol 2" is an unauthorized speeded up version of the original recording, which diminishes the quality. The original recording was in the key of E, the same as the Rolling Stones' original on which this Christmas spoof was based. Any radio station, TV station or other broadcasting facility wishing to have a free promotional CD copy (not for resale) of the original recording may request one via email to bigtvstar@yahoo.com. (bigtvstar) |
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Song Lyrics: |
"Get Off My Roof"
(verse 1) I live in a three-room shack, way out on the edge of town. There's rats in the basement and the front porch is falling down. It's a cold night in December, I'm just gettin' ready for bed, When all at once I hear a clatter, band and rattle over my head. I said,
(chorus) Hey, (hey) you, (you) get off my roof! Hey, (hey) you, (you) get off my roof! Hey, (hey) you, (you) get off my roof! If you don't stop, boy, I'll call a cop. Off my roof, buddy.
(verse 2) My house was shakin' so bad I fell right outa bed on the floor. I jumped right up, grabbed my coat and hat and I ran out the door. It was icy cold, the snow was two feet deep. I know I shoulda brought my boots. Then I looked up on the roof and I saw a fat old man in a crazy red suit. I said,
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(verse 3) Down the chimney he came with a bound as I was peekin' through the door. Then he opened up his bag and started dumpin' presents all over the floor. He didn't say a word, just turned, put his finger at the side of his nose, Before I had a chance to stop him, up the chimney he rose. I said,
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Hey, (hey) you, (you) get off my roof. Hey, (hey) you, (you) get off my roof, And I heard him say, as he rode away, I'm havin' a ball. Merry Christmas to all.
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Current Rating
10.0
(3 votes)
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fiogf49gjkf0d You can have your own CD copy of this Christmas comedy classic by sending $3.50 plus $1.50 postage and handling to:
Get Off My Roof c/o Worsham 114 Park Drive Kensington, CT 06037
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