Black XXIII: "Dubyuh's Stand!!"

The MudCave (Festive Holiday Edition) | 25 December 2003 | Mudboy Slim

[Mudboy Slim]

"Dubyuh's Stand!!"
(To be sung to Bruce Springsteen's "Jungleland")

(Mudboy on pie-anny...somebody strokin' the fiddle....gently!!)

Our soldiers'll have their Homecoming...in DeeCee, 'cuz it's Right!!
And the DemonRats'll queue their DeanMachine...but we're ready fer the Fight!!
Braindead Libs frettin' 'gainst what's Good and our God...
Left promotes Fear...their loss's the Country's gain!!
The Rats fight 'gainst our own...seditious stance...
Dem Lib'rals, they lust fer Power like Ol' France...
But can't escape Bill Clinton's scum stain!!

Well, that Ashcroft Lawman runs 'bout "flamin'" not chasing the RATS or Ol' Slick Willie!!
And the Libs round here look just like shadows...always scair't of takin' stands!!
FReep the churches...give RATS Hell!! FReedom is the A.N.S.W.E.R. fer the World!!
Patriots, join our band...Join in Dubyuh's Stand!!

The FReeper gang's assembled...Forum's a rendezvous fer the Right!!
They'll meet `neath that giant Exxon sign that brings this fair DeeCee's blight!!
Folks, there's an opera out on the Turnpike
Fer less Guv'ment, we in the RightWing shall rally!!
Then the Limbaugh troops--DittoHeads--join our holy fight!!
The street's alive as secret debts are paid
Contacts made, they vanished unseen
Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades hustling for the record machine
The hungry and the hunted...explode into rock'n'roll bands
That face off against each other out in the street...Join George Dubyuh's Stand!!

(Guitar jammin')

In Left's Medyuh Pit, the luminaries fret 'cuz they ain't the rage.
My FRiends, the "Hate Bush" dweebs are out there...but their Hatred is the Brain-Dead Way!!
Power-hungry Lib'rals struggle 'gainst our Country...
Desperate as the Right moves on...RATS're kooks but they'll splinter, then they're gone!!

(Big Man on saxaphone)

In DeeCee City, Bold Hearts FReep...
Soul engines running through a night so tender
in a bedroom locked In whispers of soft...refusal and then surrender
in the tunnels uptown The Rat's own dream guns him down
as shots echo down them hallways in the night
No one watches when the ambulance pulls away
Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light
Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz
Between what's flesh and what's fantasy
and the poets down here Don't write nothing at all,
they just stand back and let it all be
And in the quick of a knife they reach for their moment
And try to make an honest stand
Left'll wind up wounded...BigGuv'ment's DEAD!!
The Right is Dubyuh's Land!!

HOOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOO....woah-ah-woaaah...woah-ah-woaaaahhh...

FReegards...MUD

[FBD]

Bumpity bump bump

[FBD]

888 Bumpity Bump Bump Bump Bump

[Mudboy Slim]

LOL...I warned ya...the Sultan's got somethin' special planned...MUD

[FBD]

Paging the Sultan of swing:
to another 888 ping....

[FBD]

Paging the Sultan of swing:
to another 888 ping....

[Mudboy Slim]

"Sultans of Swing"
(by Dire Straits)

You get a shiver in the dark
It's been raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel all right when you hear that music ring

You step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Too much competition too many other places
But not too many horns can make that sound
Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town

You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords
Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
And an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job he's doing alright
He can play honky tonk just like anything
Saving it up for Friday night
With the Sultans with the

Amd a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll
And the Sultans played Creole

And then the man he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
'Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home'
and he makes it fast with one more thing
'We are the' Sultans of Swing

Paging the Sultan...paging the Sultan...MUD

[Happygal]

Here I am at post 887...knowing post 888 is in big demand!

To post or not to post! That is the question? ;-)

And Sultan if I took it? Would you REALLLLLLLLY mind? ;-)

[sultan88]

Thank you Thank you thank you for letting me have this cherished poat...words fail me now.

[sultan88]

poat = post (kinda nervous, ya know)

[sultan88]

"SHEEEESH...how many times have YOU bought me vittles?!"

And how many bets have I lost???

[sultan88]

Thanks for the pings, F!!

[Mudboy Slim]

We waited all this time fer that poat...I'm underwhelmed!!

LOL and FReegards...MUD

[Mudboy Slim]

"To post or not to post! That is the question? ;-)"

Thanks fer not spoiling the Sultan's dream...sorry he was somewhat lackin' in pithyness though...MUD

[Happygal]

Talks of not brought vittals and bets unpaid.

Before I go any further...do either of you have mafia connections?

Answer Yes, and I will say..YOU ARE LOVELY PEOPLE.

[sultan88]

"Le gách dea ghuí"

Yer getting me excited, Happygal!! As if I were not already excited enough about my trips eight! LOL

[Mudboy Slim]

"...either of you have mafia connections?"

I'm plum outta them...but Landru's almost a black belt in karate...does that count?!

"YOU ARE LOVELY PEOPLE."

Awww...we love you, too, ma'am...MUD

[Happygal]

Didn't you know? Landru is MY 'Don'?

Not to mention that he just has the BEST musical taste? (NO offence Mud, but he has *L*)

[Mudboy Slim]

"Landru is MY 'Don'"

He prefers that his name be pronounced "DAN"...but y'all talk funny anyways, so I'll cut you some slack...MUD

[Happygal]

Le gach dea ghuí?

Well, it's Gaelic (I'm a fluent Irish speaker...nothing to brag about, but it's difficult to come out of the Irish educational system without being bi..if not tri lingual)

It simply means 'with every god wish' (well that's the simple translation)

[Happygal]

*LOL*...He's my Don with many Dans on his belt!

And if you start giving me a hard time I'm going to sic him on you!;-)

LANNNNNDRUUUUU!!!!!!!!