OK,
I’m an old fart and use to love the Mad Magazine Song Parodies. It won’t surprise me if Weird Al had been inspired to do what he does because of them. So in that tradition I offer this FFXIV song parody and challenge others as board as me to post ones of your own making (I’ll be good for a few days once my Bio shock: Infinity arrives).
Oh, and this thing falls apart here and there but I’m tired of trying to make it all work, the inspiration has departed.
Market Wards v1.0(Radio Edit)
Sung to the tune of “Thrift Shop” by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis
Hey, Beeblebrox! Can we hit the market ward?
I’m gonna drop my rags
Only got twenty thousand in my pocket
I – I – I’m running, headed to the market
Find me something awesome
Nah, Walk up to the counter like, "What up, I got big gil!"
I'm so pumped like some drop from the loot chest
Playing it on the edge, optimal level
That players like, "Man! That's one cold Miqo’te."
Rollin' by, just knowin’, you wanta examine me,
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my hermes' shoes, those are green
Draped in a coeurls mink, lalafell next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells just like the Roost bed
(Miq’abob)
Was just nine-hundred-ninety-nine gil! (NQ)
Meld’in it, dye’in it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up weathered moccasins someone else's been walkin' in
All unique and untradeable man
I am stuntin' and flossin' and
Savin' my gil and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, buy
I'ma take your follower's style, I'ma take your follower's style,
No for real - ask your follower - can I have the hand-me-downs? (Thank you)
Velveteen shirt and some Choral Sandals
Dookie brown leather jacket that I found mining
They had a broken longsword, I bought a broken longsword
I bought a steel falchion, then I bought a round shield
Hello, hello, my eye patch, my Elmo
Yoshida got nothing on my fringe game, oh no
I could take some Buffalo Horn, make the grip, craft those
The game newbies would be like "Aw, he got the Aeolian"
I’m gonna drop my rags
Only got twenty thousand in my pocket
I – I – I’m running, headed to the market
Find me something awesome
I’m gonna drop my rags
Only got twenty thousand in my pocket
I – I – I’m running, headed to the market
Find me something awesome
What you know about rockin' a Kabuto on your noodle?
What you knowin' about wearin' a dodo skin?
I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that sweetspot
One hyur's trash, that's another hyur's come-up
Thank your company for donating that grey well-worn halftop
'Cause right now I'm up in here stuntin'
I'm in the market ward, you can find me in the (Ul’dah)
I'm not, I'm not sick of the item search counter (Ul’dah)
Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
I'll take that starlight reindeer suit, second-hand, I rock that body hugger
The reindeer antlers with the tie on that body hugger
I join a party and they stop in that body hugger
They be like, "Oh, that coffer - that's hella tight."
I'm like, "Yo - that's fifty hours for block rate."
Not even meldable, let's do some simple addition
Fifty hours for block rate - that's just some hardcore play (sets)
I call that getting swindled and pimped (sets)
I call that getting tricked by a bazaar
That stuff's hella dated
And having somthin’ you can't meld on higher level items is a hella don’t
Peep game, come take a look through my retainer
Trying to get relic from a chest? Man you hella won't
Man you hella won't
(Ul’dah... droppin' rags... yeah!)
I’m gonna drop my rags
Only got twenty thousand in my pocket
I – I – I’m running, headed to the market
Find me something awesome
I wear your follower's robe
I look incredible
I'm in this big coatee
From that counter in the ward
I wear your follower's robe
I look incredible
I'm in this big coatee
From that counter in the ward
I’m gonna drop my rags
Only got twenty thousand in my pocket
I – I – I’m running, headed to the market
Find me something awesome
Is that your follower’s coat?
(P.S. Shout out to ZakarnRosewood you beat me to the punch, and I’m sure you’re not the only one)