Saturday, February 25, 2012

Yogi Bear

Yogi Bear 


SINGER: I know a bear that you all know, Yogi, Yogi,

ALL: I know a bear that you all know, Yogi, Yogi bear 


CHORUS:

Yogi, Yogi bear! Yogi Yogi Bear!

I know a bear that you all know

Yogi, Yogi bear! 


SINGER: Yogi likes it on the fridge, polar, polar

ALL: Yogi likes it on the fridge, polar, polar bear 


CHORUS:

Polar, polar bear! Polar, polar bear!

Yogi likes it on the fridge

Polar, polar bear 


MORE VERSES:

Yogi has a little friend, Booboo

Yogi has a girlfirend, Cindy

Cindy likes it cold a green, Cucum (ber)

Yogi's girlfriend had big tits, more-than-I-can-bear

Yogi has an asian fetish, Panda

Yogi puts it in Cindi's ass, Brown bear

Cindy doesn't shave her pubes, Grizzly

Yogi likes it upside down, Koala

Yogi has a 12 inch cock, Black bear

Booboo is only 3 feet tall, perfect

Yogi knocked out Cindi's teeth, Gummi

Yogi uses condoms, Care Bear

Yogi has a cheezy dick, camem(bert)

Cindi wears lingere, teddy

Cindi won't do anal, something-she-can't-bare 


That's all I can think of off the top of my head... 



you get the idea... make up your own... 


Sunday, February 12, 2012

Why was he born?


Why was he born so beautiful

Sung to the tune of some hymn. Dunno which one.
Why was he born so beautiful
Why was he born at all
He's no fucking use to anyone
He's no fucking use at all

He should be publicly pissed on,
He should be publicly shot (bang, bang),
He should be tied to a urinal,
And left there to fester and rot.

So, DRINK chug-a-lug 
Drink chug-a-lug 
Drink chug-a-lug
DRINK!

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Jesus

Jesus Can't Play Rugby 
(this is got to be my favorite rugby song ever)
Sung to the Battle Hymn of the Republic 


CHORUS: Free beer for all the ruggers, Free beer for all the ruggers

Free beer for all the ruggers, Jesus saves, Jesus saves, Jesus saves 


SINGER: Jesus can't play rugby 'cause his head gear is illegal

ALL: Jesus can't play rugby 'cause his head gear is illegal

Jesus can't play rugby 'cause his head gear is illegal

Jesus saves, Jesus saves, Jesus saves! 


SINGER: Jesus can't play rugby 'cause he's only got 12 men

ALL: Jesus can't play rugby 'cause he's only got 12 men

Jesus can't play rugby 'cause he's only got 12 men

Jesus saves, Jesus saves, Jesus saves! 


OTHER VERSES:

The goal posts give him flashbacks

His dad fixes the games

The Jew won't pay his dues

He's got holes in his hands

He's Fucking Dead

He can't support a hooker

Jesus can't play touch judge 'cuz his arms point both ways

He's nailed to a cross

He's got some open wounds

He wears illegal spikes 


Be sure to finish this song with the following verse, 
to make sure you don't go to hell (for singing this song, at any rate).

ALL Jesus, we're only joking.

Jesus, we're only joking.

Jesus, we're only joking.

Jesus saves, Jesus saves, Jesus saves. 


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Sunday, February 5, 2012

If I were the Marrying Kind


If I were the marrying kind

if i were a marrying kind
i thank the lord i'm not sir
the kind of man that i would be
would be a rugby +++++++++

prop sir

prop sir?

'cause i'd support a hooker
and you'd support a hooker
we'd all support a hooker together

we'd be alright in the middle of the night
supporting hookers together


(the next verses change "prop" with the first line 
and "support a hooker" with the second line)

2nd row
sniff butt

scrum half
put it in

halftime orange
get sucked

spectator on a rainy day
come in rubbers

spectator on a sunny day
come again

goal post
stand erect

grounds keeper #1
trim bush

grounds keeper #2
do lines

boot
come in boxes

cleat
get screwed

ball
pumped

whistle
blown

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Chicago (I used to work)

Chicago 


CHORUS:

I used to work in Chicago, in an old deparment store

I used to work in Chicago, but I don't work there anymore 


SINGER: A woman came in for some velvet

ALL: Some velvet from the store?

SINGER: Velvet she wanted, felt she got!

ALL: Oh, I don't work there anymore! 


It follows this pattern for all the verses, there are at least a thousand of them. 


A computer she wanted, my wang she got

A computer she wanted, my hard drive she got

Some pork she wanted, my white meat she got

Help she wanted, my AIDS she got

A translator she wanted, my cunning-linguist she got

A board she wanted, nailed she got

A nail she wanted, a screw she got

Carpet she wanted, shag she got

A fishing rod she wanted, my pole she got

Jewelry she wanted, a pearl necklace she got

Camels she wanted, humped she got

A KitKat she wanted, four finger she got

A screen door she wanted, slammed she got

A screen door she wanted, the back door she got

Paper she wanted, a ream she got

A good deal she wanted, fucked she got

A cucumber she wanted, my pickle she got

A ruler she wanted, 12 inches she got

A pizza she wanted, a backdoor delivery she got

A hammer she wanted, nailed she got

A horse she wanted, donkey punched she got

An application she wanted, filled out she got 



you get the idea... make up your own... (and leave some in the comments below)

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Do Yours Hang Low?


Do Yours Hang Low?

(Sung to the tune of "Do Your Ears Hang Low")

Do your balls hang low?
Do they dangle to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you sling 'em o'er your shoulder
Like a Continental Soldier?
Do your balls hang low?