_BiB_ Posted October 5, 2004 Author Posted October 5, 2004 (Sloop John B.) (Beach Boys. Yeah, I’m old. Poke some fun at ourselves) Well we jumped on the ship Tom D. A whole bunch of Bills fans and me. Around Buffalo town smiles did glow. The cap room was tight. We said, “it’s alright” This been the worse trip, since I been born. (Chorus everybody!) So hoist up the Tom D sails See how the cap room gets spent Send for Greg Williams and more, Baby we’re home. Party all night. The Bills gonna fight. This is the best trip, since I was born. Well throwing the ball was a chore Drew Bledsoe was shown the big door Old Tom had the answer, he gave him a call. Come over tonight. The cap room’s not tight. You’ll have the best trip, since you been born (Chorus, everybody!) The bills fans were happy as shidt. “We gonna win all, this is it!” New England screwed up big time-and gave it away. But we didn’t know-that we would get boned This might be the worse trip-since I was born (Chorus, everybody!) So now we sit here 0 and 3. Our quarterback stands there like a tree And what do we do? We all B word and moan We call names and fight. We used to be tight. This is the worse trip, since I been born. (Chorus, everybody!) So take down the Tom D. sails. Make up some cap room quick. Send for somebody else, I can’t stand no more! J.P. is alright. Watch Evans in flight. I have to give up, two thousand and four. I have to give up…two thousand and four.
_BiB_ Posted October 5, 2004 Author Posted October 5, 2004 AWESOME !! 58205[/snapback] You're welcome to add. Work Bad, Bad Leroy Brown into something. Just picture the actual bands or whatever doing the songs. We need a TBD CD (screw a bunch of copyrights-that's Scott's problem). After the Seattle game we can put it on and laugh. We got music folks out there-let's do it!
DC Tom Posted October 5, 2004 Posted October 5, 2004 If you can't figure out this tune, call the morgue and tell them you're clinically dead and need to be embalmed... ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Is this a real team? Or just a tragedy? Caught in a landslide No escape from three and thirteen. Cover your eyes Another drive dies, and see... They're just the defense, they need some sympathy Because it's three-and-out, came up small, Sense defied, with the call: "Hey, let's try a trick play! Run the end-around to Josh Reed!" Oh, please... Mama...just stripped a back. Pulled the ball out of his hands. Early whistle, play's blown dead. Mama, game had just begun, But now the refs will us, all game betray. Mama, ooo, Didn't mean to miss that try If I can't make a kick outside the twenty, Carry on, carry on, 'cause three points doesn't matter. Hand off...a Henry run, Sends shivers down my spine Will he fumble it this time? Third down, everybody. They've got to pass. 'Cause there's just one thing that's scarier than Drew: Travis, ooo Could have had first down, If you'd asked coach to tie your shoes for you! I see a little yellow flag fly from a man, Penalty! Penalty! We will move the ball backwards. Personal foul and false start, was not very smart of me! London Fletcher! Jonas Jennings! London Fletcher! Jonas Jennings! London Fletcher, and oh no - Mike Pucilloooooo... I'm just a statue, no one protects me. He has no pocket, line pass-blocks badly! Travis Henry blitz pick-up: monstrosity! Easy sack, loss of four, can the offense score? T. Henry, NO! He drops it on the floor. (Can they score?) Drew Bledsoe, NO! Receivers he ignores. (Can they score?) Ryan Lindell, NO! Just thirty yards, no more! (Can they score?) Watching them's a bore (Can they score?) 'Cause they'll never score (They won't score!) No, no, no, no, no, no score. Mike Williams, Mark Campbell, sign your name you friggin' whores, Tom Donahoe has ten million set aside for thee! For thee! For THEEEEEEEEEEE! So we can't even punch the ball in from the two? When you do, the refs shaft us on "further review"? McGahee, Can't we put in McGahee? Throw's in the grass, Drew get your ass outta here. Football doesn't matter, Anyone can see, Football doesn't matter, doesn't really matter to me, (Anyway, the Fins blow... ) <gong> "Our number one song this week...'Buffalonian Rhapsody'. By Queen. I'm Casey Casem..."
cåblelady Posted October 5, 2004 Posted October 5, 2004 You're welcome to add. Work Bad, Bad Leroy Brown into something. Just picture the actual bands or whatever doing the songs. We need a TBD CD (screw a bunch of copyrights-that's Scott's problem). After the Seattle game we can put it on and laugh. We got music folks out there-let's do it! 58213[/snapback] I've got the 97ROCK tailgate CD running through my head. "The Patriots are running for cover...'cause Drew Bledsoe throws just like my mother." Blah, Blah, Blah. Chorus: "Drew throws likes a lady."
_BiB_ Posted October 5, 2004 Author Posted October 5, 2004 If you can't figure out this tune, call the morgue and tell them you're clinically dead and need to be embalmed... ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Is this a real team? Or just a tragedy? Caught in a landslide No escape from three and thirteen. Cover your eyes Another drive dies, and see... They're just the defense, they need some sympathy Because it's three-and-out, came up small, Sense defied, with the call: "Hey, let's try a trick play! Run the end-around to Josh Reed!" Oh, please... Mama...just stripped a back. Pulled the ball out of his hands. Early whistle, play's blown dead. Mama, game had just begun, But now the refs will us, all game betray. Mama, ooo, Didn't mean to miss that try If I can't make a kick outside the twenty, Carry on, carry on, 'cause three points doesn't matter. Hand off...a Henry run, Sends shivers down my spine Will he fumble it this time? Third down, everybody. They've got to pass. 'Cause there's just one thing that's scarier than Drew: Travis, ooo Could have had first down, If you'd asked coach to tie your shoes for you! I see a little yellow flag fly from a man, Penalty! Penalty! We will move the ball backwards. Personal foul and false start, was not very smart of me! London Fletcher! Jonas Jennings! London Fletcher! Jonas Jennings! London Fletcher, and oh no - Mike Pucilloooooo... I'm just a statue, no one protects me. He has no pocket, line pass-blocks badly! Travis Henry blitz pick-up: monstrosity! Easy sack, loss of four, can the offense score? T. Henry, NO! He drops it on the floor. (Can they score?) Drew Bledsoe, NO! Receivers he ignores. (Can they score?) Ryan Lindell, NO! Just thirty yards, no more! (Can they score?) Watching them's a bore (Can they score?) 'Cause they'll never score (They won't score!) No, no, no, no, no, no score. Mike Williams, Mark Campbell, sign your name you friggin' whores, Tom Donahoe has ten million set aside for thee! For thee! For THEEEEEEEEEEE! So we can't even punch the ball in from the two? When you do, the refs shaft us on "further review"? McGahee, Can't we put in McGahee? Throw's in the grass, Drew get your ass outta here. Football doesn't matter, Anyone can see, Football doesn't matter, doesn't really matter to me, (Anyway, the Fins blow... ) <gong> "Our number one song this week...'Buffalonian Rhapsody'. By Queen. I'm Casey Casem..." 58219[/snapback] I got it-but as smart as you are you have no rythem.
Rubes Posted October 5, 2004 Posted October 5, 2004 Oh my, DC, that was quite possibly the greatest thing I have ever seen on this board. In fact, this thread might be the greatest ever.
DC Tom Posted October 5, 2004 Posted October 5, 2004 I got it-but as smart as you are you have no rythm. 58228[/snapback] No...it works (Though I'll be the first to admit the "Mike Williams, Mark Campbell" bit is awfully weak. The rest, though...) You're just not singing it right.
Paco Posted October 5, 2004 Posted October 5, 2004 Jimmy Buffett's "Why Don't We Get Drunk and Screw!" I really do appreciate the fact you’re posting here Your thoughts are so pitiful That your heads way up your rear. So our team is losing close ones, we know that's nothing new So why don't we blame it...on Drew Chorus: Why don't we blame it...on Drew! Matthews can't be any worse than all the calls the officials blew! You say you have the answers, you know exactly why we're screwed So why don't we blame it...on Drew! Yeah, Why don't we blame it...on Drew! He can't block and he can't catch But it doesn't mean crap to you! You know we have our problems, they go deeper than we knew. But let's post over and over...it's Drew!
_BiB_ Posted October 5, 2004 Author Posted October 5, 2004 No...it works (Though I'll be the first to admit the "Mike Williams, Mark Campbell" bit is awfully weak. The rest, though...) You're just not singing it right. 58232[/snapback] I give it an 88. It has a good beat and I can dance to it. Bastard. You spent all !@#$ing day on that, didn't you?
DC Tom Posted October 5, 2004 Posted October 5, 2004 I give it an 88. It has a good beat and I can dance to it. Bastard. You spent all !@#$ing day on that, didn't you? 58236[/snapback] Well...the choral segment came to me in about five minutes (save the aforementioned awfully weak part.) The rest, I wasted two hours of my life on. Though it was worth it for the last line...
Indy Dave Posted October 5, 2004 Posted October 5, 2004 If you can't figure out this tune, call the morgue and tell them you're clinically dead and need to be embalmed... ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Is this a real team? Or just a tragedy? Caught in a landslide No escape from three and thirteen. Cover your eyes Another drive dies, and see... They're just the defense, they need some sympathy Because it's three-and-out, came up small, Sense defied, with the call: "Hey, let's try a trick play! Run the end-around to Josh Reed!" Oh, please... Mama...just stripped a back. Pulled the ball out of his hands. Early whistle, play's blown dead. Mama, game had just begun, But now the refs will us, all game betray. Mama, ooo, Didn't mean to miss that try If I can't make a kick outside the twenty, Carry on, carry on, 'cause three points doesn't matter. Hand off...a Henry run, Sends shivers down my spine Will he fumble it this time? Third down, everybody. They've got to pass. 'Cause there's just one thing that's scarier than Drew: Travis, ooo Could have had first down, If you'd asked coach to tie your shoes for you! I see a little yellow flag fly from a man, Penalty! Penalty! We will move the ball backwards. Personal foul and false start, was not very smart of me! London Fletcher! Jonas Jennings! London Fletcher! Jonas Jennings! London Fletcher, and oh no - Mike Pucilloooooo... I'm just a statue, no one protects me. He has no pocket, line pass-blocks badly! Travis Henry blitz pick-up: monstrosity! Easy sack, loss of four, can the offense score? T. Henry, NO! He drops it on the floor. (Can they score?) Drew Bledsoe, NO! Receivers he ignores. (Can they score?) Ryan Lindell, NO! Just thirty yards, no more! (Can they score?) Watching them's a bore (Can they score?) 'Cause they'll never score (They won't score!) No, no, no, no, no, no score. Mike Williams, Mark Campbell, sign your name you friggin' whores, Tom Donahoe has ten million set aside for thee! For thee! For THEEEEEEEEEEE! So we can't even punch the ball in from the two? When you do, the refs shaft us on "further review"? McGahee, Can't we put in McGahee? Throw's in the grass, Drew get your ass outta here. Football doesn't matter, Anyone can see, Football doesn't matter, doesn't really matter to me, (Anyway, the Fins blow... ) <gong> "Our number one song this week...'Buffalonian Rhapsody'. By Queen. I'm Casey Casem..." 58219[/snapback] BRAVO DC TOM!! BRAVO!!!
_BiB_ Posted October 5, 2004 Author Posted October 5, 2004 (Parrott Heads-Why not?) (Marguaritaville (SP?)) Livin’ on sound bites Can’t win a food fight It’s 3rd and 9, what are we gonna do? Hand off to Henry. Damn where went Henry? Now I’m 4th and 12 and haven’t a clue. (Chorus Everybody!) Wasted away again in all our misery. Lookin’ for our fair sharing of fun Some people claim it’s only Bledsoe to blame! But I know-it’s nobody’s fault. Stepped on my right end Tripped, and got nailed again What a shame it was third and just one… But Williams was holding I think we are folding Poke in a fork, I’m sure we are done. (Chorus Everybody!) Looked for my outlet Damn he ain’t there yet Holy crap, here I am in the grass! All I ask is some blocking I’m knocked out of my stockings We gotta execute better, my ass. (Chorus Everybody!)
_BiB_ Posted October 5, 2004 Author Posted October 5, 2004 That's it? Who the hell is BiB? I open this thread specifically because I see that you are the last poster and this is what I get? Keyrist! You got a pass on Ellen, but now this? I feel like I don't even know you any more. Who is POOJER? 57819[/snapback] "Keyrist" is DEFINITELY a Buffalo term. Wonder how many times that's been said in the last month? Oh I wish I were a Big Time Bills receiver... That is what I truly like to be... Cause if I were a Big Time Bills receiver... There would be no wear and tear on me!
Rico Posted October 5, 2004 Posted October 5, 2004 If you can't figure out this tune, call the morgue and tell them you're clinically dead and need to be embalmed... ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Is this a real team? Or just a tragedy? Caught in a landslide No escape from three and thirteen. Cover your eyes Another drive dies, and see... They're just the defense, they need some sympathy Because it's three-and-out, came up small, Sense defied, with the call: "Hey, let's try a trick play! Run the end-around to Josh Reed!" Oh, please... Mama...just stripped a back. Pulled the ball out of his hands. Early whistle, play's blown dead. Mama, game had just begun, But now the refs will us, all game betray. Mama, ooo, Didn't mean to miss that try If I can't make a kick outside the twenty, Carry on, carry on, 'cause three points doesn't matter. Hand off...a Henry run, Sends shivers down my spine Will he fumble it this time? Third down, everybody. They've got to pass. 'Cause there's just one thing that's scarier than Drew: Travis, ooo Could have had first down, If you'd asked coach to tie your shoes for you! I see a little yellow flag fly from a man, Penalty! Penalty! We will move the ball backwards. Personal foul and false start, was not very smart of me! London Fletcher! Jonas Jennings! London Fletcher! Jonas Jennings! London Fletcher, and oh no - Mike Pucilloooooo... I'm just a statue, no one protects me. He has no pocket, line pass-blocks badly! Travis Henry blitz pick-up: monstrosity! Easy sack, loss of four, can the offense score? T. Henry, NO! He drops it on the floor. (Can they score?) Drew Bledsoe, NO! Receivers he ignores. (Can they score?) Ryan Lindell, NO! Just thirty yards, no more! (Can they score?) Watching them's a bore (Can they score?) 'Cause they'll never score (They won't score!) No, no, no, no, no, no score. Mike Williams, Mark Campbell, sign your name you friggin' whores, Tom Donahoe has ten million set aside for thee! For thee! For THEEEEEEEEEEE! So we can't even punch the ball in from the two? When you do, the refs shaft us on "further review"? McGahee, Can't we put in McGahee? Throw's in the grass, Drew get your ass outta here. Football doesn't matter, Anyone can see, Football doesn't matter, doesn't really matter to me, (Anyway, the Fins blow... ) <gong> "Our number one song this week...'Buffalonian Rhapsody'. By Queen. I'm Casey Casem..." 58219[/snapback] OMG!!!
_BiB_ Posted October 6, 2004 Author Posted October 6, 2004 Oh my, DC, that was quite possibly the greatest thing I have ever seen on this board. In fact, this thread might be the greatest ever. 58230[/snapback] I want the walking pot leaf avatar back. Anyone remember truckin'?
MartyBall4Buffalo Posted October 6, 2004 Posted October 6, 2004 To the tune of 2pac "I ain't mad at Ya" (I apologize in advance to non rap fans, and for rap fans for my horribly display of rhyming skills, but I just wanted to try something different, so here it goes) "Change I guess change is good for any of us, whatever it takes to get up out this mess, nothin but love for ya. This one goes out to ya'll cause I ain't mad at cha" Now we once were a team of the same kind, Kelly with a quick strike to reed you knew it's touchdown time We lost 4 superbowls but we still rolled, thurman off tackle k gun formation and watched the wins roll, Remember when talley got fined for his spidey outfit never quite learned, On the field with bruce Making offenses earn. Collect calls from the tip hearin how you changed, We can't score points now.... no more winning games, Heard we're so close to being better after losing hurts. No more takin sacks, only the need to win remains. It's seems we lost our team with heart, it's a changed plan Hittin the practice field and executing better is the game plan While we talk about drew, all we see is the struggle. When people say we're close, others say it's trouble. Congratulations on this disaster, I hope Tom DonahoeKnows he's screwed us for 3 years and thats no bulls-h-i-t-i-n I know our team has grown apart, most people today probably don't remember When we had our miracle comeback, but to me it feels like last december. And I could see it after halftime we bombed, on the first houston oiler sleeping on our offense too long Now the whole things changed, and we don't even win it, got a big money quarterback and he don't even sling it. Know in my heart this is the same Mother Fu&$@$ that threw for 4000 yards and brought the hope back, And I can't even trip cause I'm just laughin at Ya. You tryin hard to maintain and go ahead.. CAUSE I AIN'T MAD AT YA
_BiB_ Posted October 6, 2004 Author Posted October 6, 2004 It's the spirit and the enthusiasm that counts. Keep the songs alive! We might be 16 or 60 (although many are stuck at 24) Let's sing a song!
DC Tom Posted October 6, 2004 Posted October 6, 2004 Oh my, DC, that was quite possibly the greatest thing I have ever seen on this board. In fact, this thread might be the greatest ever. 58230[/snapback] Clearly someone who's never seen the soup or spherical gecko threads...
_BiB_ Posted October 6, 2004 Author Posted October 6, 2004 Clearly someone who's never seen the soup or spherical gecko threads... 58550[/snapback] Or maybe the origins of the anti-bunny movement. ROAD TRIP!
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