ZDoggMD Call Out
Everyone knows I am a big fan of ZDoggMD. He is very talented and extremely funny. That being said, how the hell does he do medical parody songs and NOT play respect to the rap song that started it all? Which one is that? The Message by Grandmaster Flash, of course!
Maybe he just can’t make it work? Maybe he doesn’t have the chops to mess with a masterpiece? If you look at the first part of the song’s lyrics below, though, it just screams healthcare. A freaking pathologist could make this funny. Hell, a nephrologist could….well….okay, maybe not a nephrologist.
It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going underBroken glass everywhere
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just dont care
I can’t take the smell, I can’t take the noise no more
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room, cockroaches in the back
Junkie’s in the alley with a baseball bat
I tried to get away, but I couldn’t get far
‘Cause a man with a tow-truck repossessed my carDon’t push me cause I’m close to the edge
I’m trying not to lose my head, ah huh-huh-huh
It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
It’s like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
LET’S HELP OUT POOR, ZDoggMD, AND WRITE SOME PARODY LYRICS IN THE COMMENTS! It’s obvious that he has lost his way.
And if he wants to parody with the big boys then he must pay homage to the Grandmaster (Flash)!
Sorry Doug, maybe only DPC docs have enough passion left at the end of the day to be creative instead of just reactive. It is a great idea. Do you want to see my lyrics I wrote in Med School for that George Micheal song instead?
Somebody tell me, why everything I do is not enough for you
You told me surgeons know everything, well you’ve given out some scut you’ve got some teaching to do
And now you ask me ’bout the drug sensitivities! I can’t be checking cultures while assisting you.
One more retractor and my back will break, if my best isn’t good enough then how come I keep sucking up to you?
I can’t do it any harder than I do!
Somebody tell me, why I work so hard for you (to run your scut, oh, to run your scut)
(At VCU in the eighties, checking cultures meant standing in line at the lab in the basement. I guess some things have gotten better with EMR’s!)