Since You've Been Gone Parody - Kelly Clarkson

Since you’ve been gone -          Kelly Clarkson

I Hate this Song -          Paul Roberts

Here's the thing We started out friends It was cool, but it was all pretend Yeah, yeah, since you been gone You're dedicated, you took the time Wasn't long 'til I called you mine Yeah, yeah, since you been gone And all you'd ever hear me say Is how I picture me with you That's all you'd ever hear me say But since you been gone I can breathe for the first time I'm so movin' on, yeah yeah Thanks to you, now I get what I want Since you been gone How can I put it, you put me on I even fell for that stupid love song Yeah, yeah, since you been gone How come I'd never hear you say I just wanna be with you Guess you never felt that way But since you been gone I can breathe for the first time I'm so movin' on, yeah, yeah Thanks to you, now I get, I get what I want Since you been gone You had your chance, you blew it Out of sight, out of mind Shut your mouth, I just can't take it Again and again and again and again Since you been gone (since you been gone) I can breathe for the first time I'm so movin' on, yeah yeah Thanks to you (thanks to you) Now I get, I get what I want I can breathe for the first time I'm so movin' on, yeah yeah Thanks to you (thanks to you) Now I get (I get) You should know (you should know) that I get I get what I want Since you been gone Since you been gone Since you been gone

Here’s the song Tell me what you think It is crap, let us not pretend Yeah, yeah, I hate this song I’m dedicated, I took the time Wasn’t long, this song is a crime Yeah, yeah, I hate this song And all you'd ever hear me say Is how much this song is spew That's all you'd ever hear me say But I hate this song I can breathe for the first time So I hate this song, yeah yeah Thanks to Kelly, Now all I hear, is this song I hate this song How can I put it, This song is shit I will never fall for this stupid song Yeah, yeah, I hate this song How come I never hear you say That you hate this song Guess you never felt that way But I hate this song I can breathe for the first time So I hate this song, yeah yeah Thanks to Kelly, Now all I hear, is this song I hate this song You had your chance, you blew it They could have been, better lyrics  Shut your mouth, I just can't take it Again and again and again and again I hate this song(I hate this song) I can breathe for the first time So I hate this song, yeah yeah Thanks to you (thanks to you) All I hear, is this flaming song I can breathe for the first time So I hate this song, yeah yeah Thanks to Kelly (thanks to Kelly) Now I regret (I regret) You should know (you should know) that I regret I regret this flaming song I hate this song I hate this song I hate this song

This parody is written by me and is not for republishing or actually making into a song, this would be wrong because I hate this song and I dont want to get told off by people who will slap handcuffs on me and cart me off to jail.

If in the unlikely event that Kelly Clarkson, her management, her lawyers or anyone else associated with her, her record company or anything else not covered above, is actually reading this.  This is simply in jest and my wife loves this song.

A Fool on the Hill, Beatles

Day after day,
Alone on a beach,

the man with the heavy limbs he is unable to reach,

everyone goes to see him,

they see he stands in a pool,

and he never says a word.

But the tool marks on the beach,

sees the boats floating by,

and the eyes in his head,

sees the planes flying high,

Well the water comes in,

his head just above the waves,

the man without any friends is talking without a sound

nobody ever hears them

because of the sound of the breaks

and he never seems to notice

But the tool marks on the beach,

sees the boats floating by,

and the eyes in his head,

sees the planes flying high,

Anthony seems to like him,

and he aint nobody's fool,

and he never shows his feelings

But the tool marks on the beach,

sees the boats floating by,

and the eyes in his head,

sees the planes flying high,

Ooh, ooh

Sand and sand and sand and sand

 the tool marks on the beach,

sees the boats floating by,

and the eyes in his head,

sees the planes flying high.

Ooh

Sand and sand and sand and sand