Ellie Goulding a parody

Ellie Goulding a parody

Ellie Goulding decided to make a special new version of her hit song Burn. It was meant to be a parody. She decided to make a video for the new version of the song as well. She got into her hotpants and prepared for the video shoot. She had changed the lyrics to the song and had made them about pies and gunge. She was a bit of a secret wam fan. The idea for the song just came to her. She didn’t know whether to tell anyone, but she did and people seemed quite enthusiastic about the idea. She just believed that the whole thing would be a whole lot of fun.

She got ready and walked out onto the sound stage where the video would be shot. She wore her beige hotpants. The record company had insisted that she change her image. She was basically ordered to be more sexy. It was not really her, but the record company is the one who dictates when you have signed a contract with them. It had meant that things were more fun, but it really was not her. She loved music, not so much show business, but it was clear that she did not have much of a choice. The record company had made that crystal clear.

She now was on the set. There were loads of dancers behind her, as they were in her other video. The director told her that she could begin. She began to sing the new lyrics that she had written. She started out,” I am standing around, and I look to the sky, then down on my face I am hit with a pie.” As she said the word pie, she looked up. Instantly, a pie fell from above and smashed Ellie straight in the face. Wherever it came from, the aim was amazing, it hit her right in the face. It was coming at a good speed as well, because when it collided with her face, it exploded in all directions. Ellie looked forward, her face and hair obliterated by the pie. She continued to dance around, her hands all over herself. She ran her hands through her pie covered hair. The hard thing was that she was not allowed to stop singing or dancing. It was very hard not to react to the pie.

She sang the next part,” And her come the pies, pies, pies. I’m going to get pied, pied, pied.” Every time she mentioned the word pie or a derivative, a pie flew her way, smashing against her face and body. Every one seemed to be right on target, although she continued to dance. It had all been coordinated prior to the shoot. Dozens of pies smashed all over her body. There was cream all over her clothes and body. Her face was covered and her hair was matted in pie. The pie was all over her legs. Her face looked really funny half covered in creamy pie.

She then started to sing again,” Now I’m dancing around and I’m covered in pie. And know that soon, I’ll get covered in slime.” As she said the would slime, a medium sized amount of slime poured down on her head from above. It was green and messy. “And I’m gonna get slimed, slimed, slimed, slimed.” As she sang the words, slime fell from above in spurts. They lasted for as long as the word did at first. Then a large wave of it poured down onto her. She nearly slipped, but continued dancing. The sloppy green slime was all over her. It coated her body from head to toe, dripping down her scantily clad body. It was a bit ironic. Ellie in reality was a shy, introverted, folk singer who was really sensitive. She was now someone who made techno records, dancing provocatively, half naked, getting covered in mess. She wiggled her slime covered behind for the camera, before starting to sing again.

“I can feel it all over my legs and my bum. I wait for a second and here comes the gunge.” There was a slight pause, then a portion of pink gunge fell down on Ellie from above. “I am going to be gunged, gunged, gunged. I’m going to be gunged, gunged, gunge. Gunge, gunge, gunge..” Waves of thick, multi coloured gunge rained down on Ellie from a above, almost knocking her off of her feet. She continued saying the word gunge and pink, orange, blue, red and green gunged poured down in a rainbow of gunge. Ellie closed her eyes as she was hit with wave after wave of thick messy gunge of every colour. By now her hair and clothes were soaked. She rubbed her hands over her body and clothes, massaging herself in gunge. She rubbed her messy hands all over her now filthy body as she danced.

“I am singing and dancing as the gunge drops. I know coming next is a lot of pig slop,” she sang. With that a small amount of yellow pig slop with little bits of green and orange fell from the sky and landed on Ellie. There appeared to be a lot of corn meal in it. It was sloppy and yellow and very smelly. It poured straight onto her head, her blonde hair and face. She closed her eyes as the pig slop poured down onto her face. The slop poured down her nose and the front of her face. She began to sing again. “Yes I’m going to be slopped, slopped, slopped. I’m about to be slopped, slopped, slopped. Here comes the slop, slop, slop, slop..” Slop hit her from in front and behind, splashing, her legs, butt and clothing. She was soon covered in tons of pig slop.

Again she began singing,” I am as dirty and messy as any you’ve seen. Next on my head will be poured tons of beans.” At that moment she took a deep breath and a ton of baked beans fell on her from the ceiling. She continued,” Here come the beans, beans, beans. I will soon be covered in beans. And I’m going to be beaned, beaned, beaned, beaned.” Ellie’s tight little smooth body began to be splashed in disgusting baked beans. She felt the beans all over her legs. They dripped down her legs. Her hair and clothes were now soaked in bean juice. She could feel the beans inside her top and all over her hotpants. She had never felt a sensation quite like it before. She was covered in slop and beans.  She used her hands and rubbed it around on herself. She danced provocatively, wiggling and gyrating her hips, pumping her legs. The feeling of the beans on her flesh was almost like a lovers touch. They were all over her legs and inside her hotpants. She could feel some beans inside of her underwear that lay beneath. Some cameras picked up close ups of Ellie’s legs dripping in beans.

Again she sung ,”You can see that my eyes are filling with dread, as I wait for spaghetti to be poured on my head.” There was a pause. About a bucket full of spaghetti dumped onto Ellie. “It falls on my head, head, head. Spaghetti is on my head, head, head.” As she sang, what appeared to be bucket after bucket of soggy leftover spaghetti fell onto her. It her from all angles as well. She raised her hands and the spaghetti bounced everywhere. I a moment she looked like cousin it, but covered in spaghetti rather than hair. She continued dancing until the music stopped. 

It was amazing but the whole video was shot in one tank. Ellie laughed and walked backstage, covered in mess. She laughed. It had been a lot of fun. Hopefully it would raise her profile as well and gain her more of an audience across the board.