| "Angry White Boy Polka" | |
|---|---|
| Song by "Weird Al" Yankovic from the album Poodle Hat | |
| Released | May 20, 2003 |
| Format | Cassette, CD |
| Recorded | March 21, 2003 |
| Genre | Comedy, polka |
| Length | 5:04 |
| Label | Volcano |
The "Angry White Boy Polka" is the eighth polka medley recorded by "Weird Al" Yankovic. It appears on his 2003 album Poodle Hat and consists mainly of nu metal and alternative rock songs; occasionally hip hop and rap rock.
The following are contained in the melody:
- "Last Resort" by Papa Roach
- "Chop Suey!" by System of a Down
- "Get Free" by The Vines
- "Hate to Say I Told You So" by The Hives
- "Fell in Love with a Girl" by The White Stripes
- "Last Nite" by The Strokes
- "Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed
- "Renegades of Funk" by Rage Against the Machine, originally by Afrika Bambaataa
- "My Way" by Limp Bizkit
- "Outside" by Staind
- "Bawitdaba" by Kid Rock
- "Youth of the Nation" by P.O.D.
- "The Real Slim Shady" by Eminem
- "Poodle Hat Polka" by "Weird Al" Yankovic
Clips from the music videos of each song are compiled in the video for "Angry White Boy Polka".
Read more about this topic: List Of "Weird Al" Yankovic Polka Medleys
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