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Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2012 4:38 pm
by rats19
Good stuff cornman.....your evolvement continues 8-)

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 6:20 pm
by Strangelove
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Send in the Clowns

Aren’t they rich?
Aren’t we hardup?
Our bank accounts are way down.
Theirs are way up.
Send in the clowns.


Financial bliss?
All thanks to us?
Now we’re thrown to the ground,
Under the bus.
Where are the clowns?
Bring on the clowns.


Don’t you love farce?
Our fault I fear.
We thought that they’d want what we want,
Bucks they revere.
But where are the clowns?
Quick, send in the clowns.
Don't bother, they're here.


Aren’t they so rich?
Aren’t they so queer?
Our money perverted them,
That much is clear.
And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns.
Well, maybe.... next year.


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Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 6:33 pm
by rats19
Nice doc....we should get these out there...for all the peons to relish as we do so relish.

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 6:47 pm
by Strangelove
rats19 wrote:Nice doc....we should get these out there...for all the peons to relish as we do so relish.
Good idea Ratski, this shit could make for some lovely Twisted Tunes!

.... just as long as yours truly and yours truly's bank account earns full credit

(I've learned some things from the players & pwners). :wink:

Be my promoter Ratman and I'll give you the standard 10%. :drink:

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 7:03 pm
by rats19
I bring to you....from my HTC hero...Dr.Strangelove ...his band of pissed off fans (bopof's)





Ummm 50/50 mkay

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 7:17 pm
by ukcanuck
Strangelove wrote:
rats19 wrote:Nice doc....we should get these out there...for all the peons to relish as we do so relish.
Good idea Ratski, this shit could make for some lovely Twisted Tunes!

.... just as long as yours truly and yours truly's bank account earns full credit

(I've learned some things from the players & pwners). :wink:

Be my promoter Ratman and I'll give you the standard 10%. :drink:
How beautifully poetic if you were to hold out for more cash, make lock yourself out and go strike all at once... Sort of beorkish yoko display art thing....

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 7:57 pm
by Strangelove
rats19 wrote: Ummm 50/50 mkay
LOL you trying to pwn me?? :lol:

Friggin pwners....


Sunny Afternoon, performed by The Players

Ole Bettman’s taken all my dough,
And left me in this stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I can't sail my yacht,
He's taken everything I got,
All I've got's this sunny afternoon.

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got all these owners trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In a summertime
In a summertime
In a summertime

My latest groupie’s run off with my car,
And gone back to her ma and pa,
Telling tails of drunkenness and cruelty.
Now I'm sitting here,
Sipping at my ice cold beer,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

Help me, help me, help me stay away,
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta play.
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In a summertime
In a summertime
In a summertime

Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got all these owners trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In a summertime
In a summertime
In a summertime...

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 8:20 pm
by rats19
Frigging players....

Look you can obviously string some words together...that goes without saying.
But I provide the arena for your game 8-)

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 8:37 pm
by Strangelove
:D

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 8:42 pm
by rats19
:?:

Vell da sit den..5oh 5oh

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 9:06 pm
by Strangelove
rats19 wrote: :?:
Here, let me sing it to ya....



Lockout My Ass

My agent's talkin' to me
He tells me how to live,
But I don't listen to him
Cuz my head is like a sieve.

My fanclub they disowned me
Cuz I know what booze is for,
They caught me at a party
Passed out upon the floor.

My lowly peasant coach
He wants me off the team
Cuz I’m playing up an injury,
Sometimes I make him scream! hahahaha

The world's coming to an end,
I don't even care,
As long as I can have my limo
And my groupies by the pair.

And it don't bother me
If people think I'm greedy,
Cuz I'm a hockey star
And I’m anything but needy!

MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, MONEY, MONEY!!!!

AHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!

I'm so bloody rich HA HA HAHAHA!
I own apartment buildings,
And shopping centers ha ha ha ha
And I can’t even hit the net!!!
WATCH ME NOW!
AHH HAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!
You fools HA HA HA HA HAAAAA AHH HAHAHAHAHA.....


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Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 9:11 pm
by rats19
^^^^^
Best yet...commercial market value if you will.

Should get epc and his pals to do that...would go viral...

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2012 9:20 pm
by Cornuck
Ha! Lockout, my eye!

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 12:13 am
by Cookie La Rue
AAH HAHAHAHA Typical Shithead lyrics... :mrgreen:

Puck Rock haaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Re: Lockout Singalong Thread

Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 9:22 am
by ukcanuck
Doc I was inspired...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vxeYXyPv6lA

You’re a mean one Mr Buttman
You really are a heel.
You're a nasty lying lawyer,
And as charming as an eel,
Mr. Buttman!
You are as bad, as wart
With a greasy black feel!
You're a monster, Mr. Buttman!
Your heart's an empty hole.
You have no brain for hockey.
You've got resentment in your soul,
Mr. Buttman!
no wonder your mother wouldn't touch you
With a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a vile one, Mr. Buttman!
You have beady black eyes.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a union busting pig in disguise,
Mr. Buttman!
Given the similarity between the two of you,
it’s no shocking surprise!
You're a foul one, Mr. Buttman!
You're a nasty, wasty skunk!
You’re a receptacle for the owners socks.
So loaded full of gunk,
Mr. Buttman!
The four words that best describe you
Are as follows, and I quote,
"Is, A, Little, Prick!"
You're a bastard, Mr. Buttman!
You run the league like its slots!
Your heart's a deadly cancer,
Splotched with moldy, purple spots,
Mr. Buttman!
Your soul is an apalling dung-heap,
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
Franchises in places unimaginable,
Mangled-up with laser pucks!
You nauseate me, Mr. Buttman!
What a nauseous super lackey!
You've screwed up the game of hockey,
And you drive a crooked bargain,
Mr. Buttman!
You're a short little man
no taller than a toadstool
you’re a penis shooting blanks
and a pecker with arsenic sauce!