Song parody of
Pomegranate
by Sam Stucky
Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the Pomegranate song by Sam Stucky.
Simply click on any word to get rhyming words suggestion to use instead of the original ones. You may also remove or alter entire lines if needed — when you're done save your work and share it with our community — have fun!
Sugar sweet like cherry pomegranate
Spit the seeds out in the grass
When you were young and you were messy
The others cared but that's alright
Share it all you show your flower
A different world you live in your youth
When others doubted you ignored them
Can you do the same again
Cause you've got seeds your fruit's unpeeled
And others cannot eat them
You've got things that they've yet to hear
Cause you have yet to sing them
Still the same fruit, another year
You give it all you can
What was sweet and seemed so sincere
Now is saccharine
Fragrant flowers on the tree
Blood red juice is deep inside
Starts to dry up as heat rises
Things you can't see on the skin
So when it's harvest time
And you're still on the tree
Selection isn't everything
There's things they cannot see
Cause you've got seeds your fruit's unpeeled
And others cannot eat them
You've got things that they've yet to hear
Cause you have yet to sing them
Or think them
Or write them
So just save them
Til you can say them
Or sing them
Again
Sugar sweet like cherry pomegranate
Spit the seeds out in the grass
When you were young and you were messy
The others cared but that's alright
Share it all you show your flower
A different world you live in your youth
When others doubted you ignored them
Can you do the same again
Cause you've got seeds your fruit's unpeeled
And others cannot eat them
You've got things that they've yet to hear
Cause you have yet to sing them
Still the same fruit, another year
You give it all you can
What was sweet and seemed so sincere
Now is saccharine
Fragrant flowers on the tree
Blood red juice is deep inside
Starts to dry up as heat rises
Things you can't see on the skin
So when it's harvest time
And you're still on the tree
Selection isn't everything
There's things they cannot see
Cause you've got seeds your fruit's unpeeled
And others cannot eat them
You've got things that they've yet to hear
Cause you have yet to sing them
Or think them
Or write them
So just save them
Til you can say them
Or sing them
Again
