Eleanor Scripty, downloaded mIRC with a quirk for the colors she found (better than sound!) made some new pop-ups, synthesized hugs with a flair for "hello" and "goodbye" some question why ... All the lovely colors Where do they all belong? All the lovely colors- once pleasant, now gone wrong! Percival PopUp, flashes the pix for net tricks to astound and amuse, what is the use? Good conversation, lost in the mire of colorized banality, God save IRC ! All the lovely colors once meant to emphasize All the lovely colors are bugging all our eyes! Eleanor Scripty, just wouldn't quit with her scripts as they filled up the screen (no chatting between) Percival PopUp, spilling out junk from a trunkful of endless display, No wit was saved .... All the lovely colors are endlessly employed All the lovely colors, were never less enjoyed! Ahhhhh look at all the lovely colors ... Save us from all the lovely colors!!! To the TOP Macaroni! [Tune:Macarena][Words:Parodee] Pile on your plate a giant heap of macaroni It's a complex carbohydrate, keeps your bod from feeling bony Add some parmesean and garlic, like my paisano, Tony, Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Macaroni! Everybody likes to have some kind of macaroni It's a universal yummy, not just for Italians only You can mix it with some vegetables or Marinara only Heyyyyyyyyyyy macaroni! [Verse] While they're all on the floor dancing, at the buffet I am glancing Linguini, rotini, are flanking the fettucini You can have with some sauce and parmesean, It's a tasty little treat from dusk to dawn But be careful not to pile the calories on or you'll have to exercise the next day long! So lift your fork and wave it at your favorite macaroni Have some Orzo? Well of course-oh, or some tasty Rigatoni, some Spaghetti, Vermicelli, Shells or Penne with Provolone Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy macaroni!!! One can never tire of the taste of macaroni It'll work with any topping or a hint of garlic only You can stuff your face then have a nice Cannoli or Spumoni Heyyyyyyyyyyy macaroni !!!! AlllllRIGHT! To the TOP Let It Float [Tune:Let It Snow][Words:Parodee] Oh the weather outside is steaming, If it's snowing, then I'm dreaming, Never bother to buy a coat, Take a dive, Hit the Pool, Let it Float! We’ll just fabricate all tradition, with a sunny disposition, Give the Snowman a plastic coat, Keep it warm, never storm, let it float! Let the Northerners cool their heels... as they dig themselves out of a drift snowfall loses all its appeal .. and it’s only the sand that we’ll sift ... Now it isn’t exactly frozen, It’s the lack of snow we’ve chosen, We can spray it from cans we tote... Deck the Halls, Troll the Malls, Let it Float! Yet we’re shuddering now, my darlins, since they tore apart our Marlins Catch a billionaire by the throat, Pitch him low, strike him out ,let him float ... It’s another warm Cristmas season, in the mall it’s all so pleasin’ string the lights upon every boat, Light em up, sail ‘em out, let ‘em float! Santa’s cruising on down the strip, got some snowbunnies riding in back, and the reindeer are getting clipped, by the racers at Gulfstream track ! Now we'd better be done with shopping, From the rush, there was no stopping, online shopping may get my vote... Drag and drop, click the mouse,let it float! To the TOP Christmas in a Swelter-Welter Land [Tune:Winter Wonderland][Words:Parodee] Weather's still .. in the 80's ; People sweat... even ladies ... We're dressing up light- no snowing tonight : Christmas in a swelter-welter land. Tops are down ... as we're driving; Late time shopping, surviving... Watch out who you elbow for that "Tickle Me Elmo": Christmas in a swelter-welter land! People driving cross-eyed down the highway; yapping on their cellphones all the while... Santa, bring some cooler weather MY way ... It hasn't felt like Christmas for a while! We line up.. in procession ... at the sno-cone concession... A wintertime scene - is all just a dream : Christmas in a swelter-welter land. Santa loves the beaches as he glances, he thinks Miami's warmth is very neat.. but Santa isn't taking any chances, his elves and reindeer always pack some heat! As we stroll down the isthmus, dreaming of .. a white Christmas ... Chances are we'll have one .. chances are slim and NONE, Christmas in a swelter-welter land! To the TOP Where Have All the Statesmen Gone? [Tune:Where Have All the Flowers Gone][Words:Parodee] Where have all the statesmen gone? Long time passing! Where have all the statesmen gone? Long time ago! Where have all the statesmen gone? Got spin doctors, every one .... This hype just makes me burn, This hype just makes me burn! Where have all the scandals gone? Short time passing ... Where have all the scandals gone? Short time ago... Where have all the scandals gone? Hyped, then hushed-up, every one! When is the PEOPLES' turn? When is the PEOPLES' turn! Where have all the choices gone? long time passing! Where have all the choices gone? long time ago... Where have all the choices gone? Between two evils every one.... For honesty we yearn... For honesty we yearn!!!!! Where have all the liars gone? No time passing... Where have all the liars gone? Not far to go... Where have all the liars gone? You'll find them when their lips move, son! Our trust, they'll never earn ... Our trust they'll never earn!!! Who's your choice this election? Short time coming.. Who's your choice this election? Short time to go... Who's your choice this election? Who knows? We're screwed, whichever one.. Just pray we don't all burn ... Just pray we don't all BURN! To the TOP I Got a Homepage on the Net! [tune: Benny and the Jets- Elton John][words:Parodee] Hey, friends, I got my act together, conjured up a site - to reach in any weather.. I copped the needed background gifs to stick around.. to take my turn at countless drivel (and it does abound!) Hey, baby, have you seen it yet? Oh! Cyber-spacing out .... I got a homepage on the net... runs from the weird to the wonderful, my best friend thinks it's really keen.. --says it's the greatest site, I guess I paid him right it really helps to spread a little greeennnnn... I got a homepage on the net! Check- the- hits that I've been getting but minus those for testing, only double-digit betting .. it's one of millions , but it seems to mean alot to me .. the bottom 99 % of all the sites you'd see, Hey, baby, have you seen it yet ? Oh! you can surf right in.. I got a homepage on the net ! linking the droll to absurdity.. as an author, feeling pretty green.. playing URouLette, I'll pick a winner yet, and maybe find a life somewhere betweeeen ... Ahhhh..I got a homepage on the net! To the TOP The IRC [ Tune: The MTA - Kingston Trio] [Words : Parodee] Well let me tell you a story 'bout a cyber traveller, just a person like you or me He fired up his modem, loaded up his client software, took a ride on the IRC He was stymied by the numbers of those special interest channels, so much choice, he was perplexed... as he read beyond the asterisks and exclamation pointers, he decided there was too much !!!SEX!!! but did he ever return, or did his modem slow-burn ? did his eyes do a cross-turn ? did he end up as road-kill on the info-super-highway ? the cyber surfer who never returned! There were channels for the ages with their very own homepages, lots of loonies to view, you see but the warmth they were extolling was soon followed by such scrolling, he was drowning in this IR Sea There was soon some power snapping, and some nasty ol' nick-knapping lots of boots around to kick and ban, and the bonds were getting busted as the people now mistrusted, this was surely never part of the plan .... and did he ever return, or did his nick crash and burn ? did he take some fatal turn ? did the former pleasant chatting turn to dueling, useless, ratting? did he wipe-out and never return ? Now you citizens of the Cyber, does it test your moral fiber ? , how to get some folks to use fair play when we witness such dementia, do we long for their absentia, by their LEAVING do they make our day ? As the Undernet's exploding, and the server's overloading, do we seek as yet Another Net? is there cause for celebration as we get Nick Registration, is there really any true "safe" bet ? and will we ever return ?... oh yeah, we ALWAYS return, it's addiction as we learn, we may someday be chatting with the long-lost cyber surfer, as we LOL, we'll always return ! To the TOP "Hourglass Hourglass" [Tune: Matchmaker, Matchmaker] [Words: Parodee] Hourglass, hourglass, I have implored... hanging so long, cuts like a sword much like the fingernails scratching a board such delay, I can't afford ! Hourglass, hourglass, each time online... you seem to stick, I start to whine... you have been taking too much of my time, it's frustrating in my mind ! So often, you leave me hanging, Too often, I am feeling upset, Now, often, my mouse, I am banging , and snapping my fingers to wake you yet! Hourglass, hourglass, what can I do ? this really sucks, all due to you... online activity really is screwed it's snail-paced and gridlocked too ! Hourglass, hourglass, this is a sin, too many folks, surfing within, causing a pile-up on I-way herein, I'm losing my girlish grin... This evening,,I was here chatting, but then was punted off in a flash.. believing,, all this is rattling, you're getting to be a pain in the ass ! Hourglass, hourglss, at my wit's end... you are a fiend,, never a friend, you're so inflexible, you never bend.. so what will it take... to gimme a break... for heaven's dear sake.... if not now, just when !?!?!?! To the TOP Lagging IRC [Tune: I'm Walkin'- Fats Domino] [Words: Parodee@norman.bates.psycho.net] I'm sittin' ... yes indeed, and they're splittin' .. from you and me .. and I'm spittin' ... from LAGGING IRC !!! I'm quittin'...from ping timeout, and fittin'--I scream and shout, Twice bitten, from LAGGING IRC ! Whatareya gonna do when the lag runs high ? Whatareya gonna do when pings don't reply ? Whatareya gonna do when the pressures rise ... stroke out as your ghost goes by ? I'm strayin' to Another Net, and I'm bayin' at the moon but yet, I'm stayin' with LAGGING IRC.. I'm tryin' ...some power stuff, but I'm crying, 'cause it ain't enough, and I'm dyin' from LAGGING IRC ! Whatareya gonna do when you lose your BOT ? Whatareya gonna do when you lose your spot ? Whatareya gonna do when your blood runs hot ? With LAG this NET just ain't worth SQUAT .. Now I'm prayin' for love and peace, that delayin' .. soon will cease.... It's dismayin' , this LAGGING IRC ! I'm conveyin' , frustration's high, surveyin' that cyber-sky, and I'm saying, I HATE LAGGED IRC !! To the TOP Lag Song [Tune: Mercedes Benz- Janis Joplin] [Words: Parodee@joplin.piece.ofmy.heart.net] Lord, won't you help me get back to the net .... my friends are all splitting .. they ain't seen me yet .... this lag has consumed us, no pinging , you bet ... so Lord won't you help me get back to the net ! Lord, listen to me, I can't see a thing, I see myself doubly, and can't get a ping, my wav's are misfiring, I can't hear them sing, so Lord, won't you help me, I can't see a thing! Oh, Lord, lay your hands on my server and site, I'm seeing my words that I typed Sunday night, Unhinged conversation, this net is a fright, So Lord, lay your hands on my server and site ! Lord, can't you help me, get rid of this LAG, my nerves are so frazzled, it's just such a drag, this once comfy couch has developed a sag, so Lord, can't you help me, get rid of this LAG ! To the TOP IRC PuntBall [Tune: Monday Night Football Theme- Hank Williams Jr.][Words:Parodee] Well, it's any day, any night , no grin... more online folks than you can count are pourin' in... they've fired up their modems... got their mice in hand.. and swellin' up the I-Way , just to beat the band.. the servers exploding-- they're fillin' up tight... when all my online friends get punted off tonight... so get ready... I said, get READY.... Are you ready for some Punt-ball !? a Network Split party... we can't chat too well tonight, 'cause our server just farted... it's belching, big-time... you got that right... see all my online friends get punted off tonight! So that IRC is the hottest spot... we're surfing and a chattin' and it's gettin too hot we're filling up the i-way, jammin' up the road.. now the servers are just suffering from the overload... the nicknames are a bouncin' , we're gettin' uptight.. as all my online friends get punted off tonight... so get ready... I mean, get READY.... Are you ready for some Punt-Ball... an IRC fashion... the channels clearing and disappearing , and the servers are crashin' so call your providers.. and put up a fight .. 'cause all my online friends got punted off tonight !!! To the TOP Full Moon in the Cyber With Madness [tune:Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds-Beatles][Words: Parodee] Picture me online with full moon ablazing, with strangeness surrounding and feeling ignored.. all of my friends, disappearing from sight and I felt so incredibly BORED.... The "Romantic" room was enveloped in gloom... not much activity there... hands at the keyboard and into the screen with a STARE.. (2-3-4) Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness ! Boredom taking over, no gladness... Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Scrolled through the chat rooms, avoiding the kinky, and searching for room that had wit and appeal... most of their titles would singe granny's hairline : alternative lifestyle spiel... none was attractive, as I searched them through, name after name was explored.. at once I found it, the apt name "Really Really BORED!" (2-3-4) Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness! Bored through every fiber, what sadness ! Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Expecting sarcasm, wit so ironic, I entered the room, there were 12 there, or more ... found that most there were of no real true interest..equating "boring" with "bored" (2-3-4) Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness ! Waste of Money.. BIG-time...with badness.. Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness ! ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (repeat chorus until you puke !) To the TOP Trash News [Tune: "Downtown" by Petula Clark][words: Parodee] When you're in the mood, just channel-surf on the tube and you can always find : Trash News ! It's murderer's row.."hey kids, let's put on a show" , the public's taste is blind - - Trash News ! Just follow any Kennedy, or trail Lorena Bobbit, Follow OJ down the freeway, who can ever stop it.. what can you do...... The news is more sordid here, it's more than blotter reports, It's slice 'n dicing, my dear, when it's Trash News..... lowest common denominator, Trash News..... everybody's a terminator, Trash News..... we're gonna make some bucks now ! Don't think "ethics", honey, think of all of the money advertisers pay... for Trash News ! Forget PBS, the public LOVES all this mess, It really makes their day... this Trash News ! Let's see the latest paramour of any politician, If he can wiggle out of THIS, he's surely a magician, It's Tabloid, our King... It's stranger than fiction here, you couldn't write it yourself, if you brainstormed for a year, it's the Trash News..... it's TV's Slime Time we're watching, Trash News..... dismemberment and de-crotching, Trash News..... and THAT is the way it IS now !!!!!!!! To the TOP Those were the Days [tune:Those Were the Days] [Words:Parodee] Once upon a time we got a modem... paid about a buck-a-baud or so.... little did we know that when we started... how this online phenom would so grow.... now, some 15 years have passed around us... speed has multiplied near 50 times... what was once the rage back in the 80's.. would hardly now be thought of as sublime... Those were the days, my friend, we knew they had to end, we took it slo' at just 300 bo' we were impressed by that..Novation Applecat... but little then, did we just really know... Opening a new world then before us.... feeling then the thrill of pioneers... writing out new vistas.. joined the chorus.. with online ventures... music to our ears.... Fired up our fab new Apple Pluses.. with lower case converters wired inside.. the trend soon hit the multitudes and masses.. and bbs-es sprang up far and wide.... Those were the days, my friend,,adventure seekers then.. not just the geek,,, but mainstream took a peek... rewrote the drivers then.. we were survivors when.. it was so sweet and once was so unique!!! We were well respected in our homeland... had some get-togethers for our crowd... faces from those fingers on the keyboards... we'd talk of latest gizmos, laughed out loud !!! Now we're among the few who can remember.. of how it was and how it came to pass.. though someone may be thought of as a legend.. he still could soon be falling on his ass !!! Those were the days, my friend...,a new experience then, we learned alot... 'til "cookbooks" hit the pot... and we don't have a care.. 'cause we know WE were there.. Those were the days... and will not be forgot !!!! To the TOP Filling My Hard Drive With His Songs a tribute to LastLaugh (1949-1996) [Tune: Killing Me Softly With His Song: Roberta Flack][Words:Parodee] A friend I first encountered, while here on IRC.... had known how music touched me, and did some DCC... the size of every file, so large, but worth the while... Perking My ears with his laughter, Playing My Soul with his Wav's Filling my Hard Drive With his songs.. Filling it quickly, with his songs... addicted sickly, to his songs... Filling my hard drive.... with his songs !!! Out there in California, enticed by all his wav's But I will have to warn ya, I'm filled by all the saves... the music always flowing, the filebase always growing... Touching my heart with selections, Reading my mind with each choice... Filling my hard drive with his songs, Flowing it over,, with his songs... capturing my mind, with his songs... Filling my hard drive... with his songs.... And when my Mr. Music, creates a tune for me... and I will ne'er refuse it, when done so specially.. so let the hard drive fill up, and see the files soon spill up ... Bulging my drive with his music... Filled to the max with his sounds.... Filling my hard drive with his songs.... Love every moment of his songs... and love the music of his songs... Filling my hard drive..... with his songs !!!!! To the TOP Have Yourself a Humid Little Christmas [tune:Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas] [words:Parodee] Have yourself a humid little Christmas, keep the a/c on... Memories of snow and ice will soon be gone. That's the reason why we relocated, winter is not missed, But cooling down for Christmastime- we can't resist. Frantically we all decorate, try to imitate the snow Imitation so flattering, nothing mattering, all "show" ! In our shorts, we'll trim the tree together, as the green grass grows, Cars with tops down cruise as balmy breezes blow... So come and see our humid little Christmas show! (Interlude...) In the air's electricity, from publicity on crime, It's no tourist-shooting-gallery, but drive defensively each time. Everyone can grab the nearest spray-can, and make the snow appear.. Plastic-generated-wintertime each year... So have yourself a humid little Christmas, dear ! To the TOP
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Oh the weather outside is steaming, If it's snowing, then I'm dreaming, Never bother to buy a coat, Take a dive, Hit the Pool, Let it Float! We’ll just fabricate all tradition, with a sunny disposition, Give the Snowman a plastic coat, Keep it warm, never storm, let it float! Let the Northerners cool their heels... as they dig themselves out of a drift snowfall loses all its appeal .. and it’s only the sand that we’ll sift ... Now it isn’t exactly frozen, It’s the lack of snow we’ve chosen, We can spray it from cans we tote... Deck the Halls, Troll the Malls, Let it Float! Yet we’re shuddering now, my darlins, since they tore apart our Marlins Catch a billionaire by the throat, Pitch him low, strike him out ,let him float ... It’s another warm Cristmas season, in the mall it’s all so pleasin’ string the lights upon every boat, Light em up, sail ‘em out, let ‘em float! Santa’s cruising on down the strip, got some snowbunnies riding in back, and the reindeer are getting clipped, by the racers at Gulfstream track ! Now we'd better be done with shopping, From the rush, there was no stopping, online shopping may get my vote... Drag and drop, click the mouse,let it float!
Weather's still .. in the 80's ; People sweat... even ladies ... We're dressing up light- no snowing tonight : Christmas in a swelter-welter land. Tops are down ... as we're driving; Late time shopping, surviving... Watch out who you elbow for that "Tickle Me Elmo": Christmas in a swelter-welter land! People driving cross-eyed down the highway; yapping on their cellphones all the while... Santa, bring some cooler weather MY way ... It hasn't felt like Christmas for a while! We line up.. in procession ... at the sno-cone concession... A wintertime scene - is all just a dream : Christmas in a swelter-welter land. Santa loves the beaches as he glances, he thinks Miami's warmth is very neat.. but Santa isn't taking any chances, his elves and reindeer always pack some heat! As we stroll down the isthmus, dreaming of .. a white Christmas ... Chances are we'll have one .. chances are slim and NONE, Christmas in a swelter-welter land!
Hey, friends, I got my act together, conjured up a site - to reach in any weather.. I copped the needed background gifs to stick around.. to take my turn at countless drivel (and it does abound!) Hey, baby, have you seen it yet? Oh! Cyber-spacing out .... I got a homepage on the net... runs from the weird to the wonderful, my best friend thinks it's really keen.. --says it's the greatest site, I guess I paid him right it really helps to spread a little greeennnnn... I got a homepage on the net! Check- the- hits that I've been getting but minus those for testing, only double-digit betting .. it's one of millions , but it seems to mean alot to me .. the bottom 99 % of all the sites you'd see, Hey, baby, have you seen it yet ? Oh! you can surf right in.. I got a homepage on the net ! linking the droll to absurdity.. as an author, feeling pretty green.. playing URouLette, I'll pick a winner yet, and maybe find a life somewhere betweeeen ... Ahhhh..I got a homepage on the net! To the TOP The IRC [ Tune: The MTA - Kingston Trio] [Words : Parodee] Well let me tell you a story 'bout a cyber traveller, just a person like you or me He fired up his modem, loaded up his client software, took a ride on the IRC He was stymied by the numbers of those special interest channels, so much choice, he was perplexed... as he read beyond the asterisks and exclamation pointers, he decided there was too much !!!SEX!!! but did he ever return, or did his modem slow-burn ? did his eyes do a cross-turn ? did he end up as road-kill on the info-super-highway ? the cyber surfer who never returned! There were channels for the ages with their very own homepages, lots of loonies to view, you see but the warmth they were extolling was soon followed by such scrolling, he was drowning in this IR Sea There was soon some power snapping, and some nasty ol' nick-knapping lots of boots around to kick and ban, and the bonds were getting busted as the people now mistrusted, this was surely never part of the plan .... and did he ever return, or did his nick crash and burn ? did he take some fatal turn ? did the former pleasant chatting turn to dueling, useless, ratting? did he wipe-out and never return ? Now you citizens of the Cyber, does it test your moral fiber ? , how to get some folks to use fair play when we witness such dementia, do we long for their absentia, by their LEAVING do they make our day ? As the Undernet's exploding, and the server's overloading, do we seek as yet Another Net? is there cause for celebration as we get Nick Registration, is there really any true "safe" bet ? and will we ever return ?... oh yeah, we ALWAYS return, it's addiction as we learn, we may someday be chatting with the long-lost cyber surfer, as we LOL, we'll always return ! To the TOP "Hourglass Hourglass" [Tune: Matchmaker, Matchmaker] [Words: Parodee] Hourglass, hourglass, I have implored... hanging so long, cuts like a sword much like the fingernails scratching a board such delay, I can't afford ! Hourglass, hourglass, each time online... you seem to stick, I start to whine... you have been taking too much of my time, it's frustrating in my mind ! So often, you leave me hanging, Too often, I am feeling upset, Now, often, my mouse, I am banging , and snapping my fingers to wake you yet! Hourglass, hourglass, what can I do ? this really sucks, all due to you... online activity really is screwed it's snail-paced and gridlocked too ! Hourglass, hourglass, this is a sin, too many folks, surfing within, causing a pile-up on I-way herein, I'm losing my girlish grin... This evening,,I was here chatting, but then was punted off in a flash.. believing,, all this is rattling, you're getting to be a pain in the ass ! Hourglass, hourglss, at my wit's end... you are a fiend,, never a friend, you're so inflexible, you never bend.. so what will it take... to gimme a break... for heaven's dear sake.... if not now, just when !?!?!?! To the TOP Lagging IRC [Tune: I'm Walkin'- Fats Domino] [Words: Parodee@norman.bates.psycho.net] I'm sittin' ... yes indeed, and they're splittin' .. from you and me .. and I'm spittin' ... from LAGGING IRC !!! I'm quittin'...from ping timeout, and fittin'--I scream and shout, Twice bitten, from LAGGING IRC ! Whatareya gonna do when the lag runs high ? Whatareya gonna do when pings don't reply ? Whatareya gonna do when the pressures rise ... stroke out as your ghost goes by ? I'm strayin' to Another Net, and I'm bayin' at the moon but yet, I'm stayin' with LAGGING IRC.. I'm tryin' ...some power stuff, but I'm crying, 'cause it ain't enough, and I'm dyin' from LAGGING IRC ! Whatareya gonna do when you lose your BOT ? Whatareya gonna do when you lose your spot ? Whatareya gonna do when your blood runs hot ? With LAG this NET just ain't worth SQUAT .. Now I'm prayin' for love and peace, that delayin' .. soon will cease.... It's dismayin' , this LAGGING IRC ! I'm conveyin' , frustration's high, surveyin' that cyber-sky, and I'm saying, I HATE LAGGED IRC !! To the TOP Lag Song [Tune: Mercedes Benz- Janis Joplin] [Words: Parodee@joplin.piece.ofmy.heart.net] Lord, won't you help me get back to the net .... my friends are all splitting .. they ain't seen me yet .... this lag has consumed us, no pinging , you bet ... so Lord won't you help me get back to the net ! Lord, listen to me, I can't see a thing, I see myself doubly, and can't get a ping, my wav's are misfiring, I can't hear them sing, so Lord, won't you help me, I can't see a thing! Oh, Lord, lay your hands on my server and site, I'm seeing my words that I typed Sunday night, Unhinged conversation, this net is a fright, So Lord, lay your hands on my server and site ! Lord, can't you help me, get rid of this LAG, my nerves are so frazzled, it's just such a drag, this once comfy couch has developed a sag, so Lord, can't you help me, get rid of this LAG ! To the TOP IRC PuntBall [Tune: Monday Night Football Theme- Hank Williams Jr.][Words:Parodee] Well, it's any day, any night , no grin... more online folks than you can count are pourin' in... they've fired up their modems... got their mice in hand.. and swellin' up the I-Way , just to beat the band.. the servers exploding-- they're fillin' up tight... when all my online friends get punted off tonight... so get ready... I said, get READY.... Are you ready for some Punt-ball !? a Network Split party... we can't chat too well tonight, 'cause our server just farted... it's belching, big-time... you got that right... see all my online friends get punted off tonight! So that IRC is the hottest spot... we're surfing and a chattin' and it's gettin too hot we're filling up the i-way, jammin' up the road.. now the servers are just suffering from the overload... the nicknames are a bouncin' , we're gettin' uptight.. as all my online friends get punted off tonight... so get ready... I mean, get READY.... Are you ready for some Punt-Ball... an IRC fashion... the channels clearing and disappearing , and the servers are crashin' so call your providers.. and put up a fight .. 'cause all my online friends got punted off tonight !!! To the TOP Full Moon in the Cyber With Madness [tune:Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds-Beatles][Words: Parodee] Picture me online with full moon ablazing, with strangeness surrounding and feeling ignored.. all of my friends, disappearing from sight and I felt so incredibly BORED.... The "Romantic" room was enveloped in gloom... not much activity there... hands at the keyboard and into the screen with a STARE.. (2-3-4) Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness ! Boredom taking over, no gladness... Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Scrolled through the chat rooms, avoiding the kinky, and searching for room that had wit and appeal... most of their titles would singe granny's hairline : alternative lifestyle spiel... none was attractive, as I searched them through, name after name was explored.. at once I found it, the apt name "Really Really BORED!" (2-3-4) Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness! Bored through every fiber, what sadness ! Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Expecting sarcasm, wit so ironic, I entered the room, there were 12 there, or more ... found that most there were of no real true interest..equating "boring" with "bored" (2-3-4) Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness ! Waste of Money.. BIG-time...with badness.. Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness ! ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (repeat chorus until you puke !) To the TOP Trash News [Tune: "Downtown" by Petula Clark][words: Parodee] When you're in the mood, just channel-surf on the tube and you can always find : Trash News ! It's murderer's row.."hey kids, let's put on a show" , the public's taste is blind - - Trash News ! Just follow any Kennedy, or trail Lorena Bobbit, Follow OJ down the freeway, who can ever stop it.. what can you do...... The news is more sordid here, it's more than blotter reports, It's slice 'n dicing, my dear, when it's Trash News..... lowest common denominator, Trash News..... everybody's a terminator, Trash News..... we're gonna make some bucks now ! Don't think "ethics", honey, think of all of the money advertisers pay... for Trash News ! Forget PBS, the public LOVES all this mess, It really makes their day... this Trash News ! Let's see the latest paramour of any politician, If he can wiggle out of THIS, he's surely a magician, It's Tabloid, our King... It's stranger than fiction here, you couldn't write it yourself, if you brainstormed for a year, it's the Trash News..... it's TV's Slime Time we're watching, Trash News..... dismemberment and de-crotching, Trash News..... and THAT is the way it IS now !!!!!!!! To the TOP Those were the Days [tune:Those Were the Days] [Words:Parodee] Once upon a time we got a modem... paid about a buck-a-baud or so.... little did we know that when we started... how this online phenom would so grow.... now, some 15 years have passed around us... speed has multiplied near 50 times... what was once the rage back in the 80's.. would hardly now be thought of as sublime... Those were the days, my friend, we knew they had to end, we took it slo' at just 300 bo' we were impressed by that..Novation Applecat... but little then, did we just really know... Opening a new world then before us.... feeling then the thrill of pioneers... writing out new vistas.. joined the chorus.. with online ventures... music to our ears.... Fired up our fab new Apple Pluses.. with lower case converters wired inside.. the trend soon hit the multitudes and masses.. and bbs-es sprang up far and wide.... Those were the days, my friend,,adventure seekers then.. not just the geek,,, but mainstream took a peek... rewrote the drivers then.. we were survivors when.. it was so sweet and once was so unique!!! We were well respected in our homeland... had some get-togethers for our crowd... faces from those fingers on the keyboards... we'd talk of latest gizmos, laughed out loud !!! Now we're among the few who can remember.. of how it was and how it came to pass.. though someone may be thought of as a legend.. he still could soon be falling on his ass !!! Those were the days, my friend...,a new experience then, we learned alot... 'til "cookbooks" hit the pot... and we don't have a care.. 'cause we know WE were there.. Those were the days... and will not be forgot !!!! To the TOP Filling My Hard Drive With His Songs a tribute to LastLaugh (1949-1996) [Tune: Killing Me Softly With His Song: Roberta Flack][Words:Parodee] A friend I first encountered, while here on IRC.... had known how music touched me, and did some DCC... the size of every file, so large, but worth the while... Perking My ears with his laughter, Playing My Soul with his Wav's Filling my Hard Drive With his songs.. Filling it quickly, with his songs... addicted sickly, to his songs... Filling my hard drive.... with his songs !!! Out there in California, enticed by all his wav's But I will have to warn ya, I'm filled by all the saves... the music always flowing, the filebase always growing... Touching my heart with selections, Reading my mind with each choice... Filling my hard drive with his songs, Flowing it over,, with his songs... capturing my mind, with his songs... Filling my hard drive... with his songs.... And when my Mr. Music, creates a tune for me... and I will ne'er refuse it, when done so specially.. so let the hard drive fill up, and see the files soon spill up ... Bulging my drive with his music... Filled to the max with his sounds.... Filling my hard drive with his songs.... Love every moment of his songs... and love the music of his songs... Filling my hard drive..... with his songs !!!!! To the TOP Have Yourself a Humid Little Christmas [tune:Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas] [words:Parodee] Have yourself a humid little Christmas, keep the a/c on... Memories of snow and ice will soon be gone. That's the reason why we relocated, winter is not missed, But cooling down for Christmastime- we can't resist. Frantically we all decorate, try to imitate the snow Imitation so flattering, nothing mattering, all "show" ! In our shorts, we'll trim the tree together, as the green grass grows, Cars with tops down cruise as balmy breezes blow... So come and see our humid little Christmas show! (Interlude...) In the air's electricity, from publicity on crime, It's no tourist-shooting-gallery, but drive defensively each time. Everyone can grab the nearest spray-can, and make the snow appear.. Plastic-generated-wintertime each year... So have yourself a humid little Christmas, dear ! To the TOP
Full Moon in the Cyber With Madness
Picture me online with full moon ablazing, with strangeness surrounding and feeling ignored.. all of my friends, disappearing from sight and I felt so incredibly BORED.... The "Romantic" room was enveloped in gloom... not much activity there... hands at the keyboard and into the screen with a STARE.. (2-3-4) Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness ! Boredom taking over, no gladness... Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Scrolled through the chat rooms, avoiding the kinky, and searching for room that had wit and appeal... most of their titles would singe granny's hairline : alternative lifestyle spiel... none was attractive, as I searched them through, name after name was explored.. at once I found it, the apt name "Really Really BORED!" (2-3-4) Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness! Bored through every fiber, what sadness ! Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Expecting sarcasm, wit so ironic, I entered the room, there were 12 there, or more ... found that most there were of no real true interest..equating "boring" with "bored" (2-3-4) Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness ! Waste of Money.. BIG-time...with badness.. Full Moon in the Cyber with Madness ! ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (repeat chorus until you puke !) To the TOP Trash News [Tune: "Downtown" by Petula Clark][words: Parodee] When you're in the mood, just channel-surf on the tube and you can always find : Trash News ! It's murderer's row.."hey kids, let's put on a show" , the public's taste is blind - - Trash News ! Just follow any Kennedy, or trail Lorena Bobbit, Follow OJ down the freeway, who can ever stop it.. what can you do...... The news is more sordid here, it's more than blotter reports, It's slice 'n dicing, my dear, when it's Trash News..... lowest common denominator, Trash News..... everybody's a terminator, Trash News..... we're gonna make some bucks now ! Don't think "ethics", honey, think of all of the money advertisers pay... for Trash News ! Forget PBS, the public LOVES all this mess, It really makes their day... this Trash News ! Let's see the latest paramour of any politician, If he can wiggle out of THIS, he's surely a magician, It's Tabloid, our King... It's stranger than fiction here, you couldn't write it yourself, if you brainstormed for a year, it's the Trash News..... it's TV's Slime Time we're watching, Trash News..... dismemberment and de-crotching, Trash News..... and THAT is the way it IS now !!!!!!!! To the TOP Those were the Days [tune:Those Were the Days] [Words:Parodee] Once upon a time we got a modem... paid about a buck-a-baud or so.... little did we know that when we started... how this online phenom would so grow.... now, some 15 years have passed around us... speed has multiplied near 50 times... what was once the rage back in the 80's.. would hardly now be thought of as sublime... Those were the days, my friend, we knew they had to end, we took it slo' at just 300 bo' we were impressed by that..Novation Applecat... but little then, did we just really know... Opening a new world then before us.... feeling then the thrill of pioneers... writing out new vistas.. joined the chorus.. with online ventures... music to our ears.... Fired up our fab new Apple Pluses.. with lower case converters wired inside.. the trend soon hit the multitudes and masses.. and bbs-es sprang up far and wide.... Those were the days, my friend,,adventure seekers then.. not just the geek,,, but mainstream took a peek... rewrote the drivers then.. we were survivors when.. it was so sweet and once was so unique!!! We were well respected in our homeland... had some get-togethers for our crowd... faces from those fingers on the keyboards... we'd talk of latest gizmos, laughed out loud !!! Now we're among the few who can remember.. of how it was and how it came to pass.. though someone may be thought of as a legend.. he still could soon be falling on his ass !!! Those were the days, my friend...,a new experience then, we learned alot... 'til "cookbooks" hit the pot... and we don't have a care.. 'cause we know WE were there.. Those were the days... and will not be forgot !!!! To the TOP Filling My Hard Drive With His Songs a tribute to LastLaugh (1949-1996) [Tune: Killing Me Softly With His Song: Roberta Flack][Words:Parodee] A friend I first encountered, while here on IRC.... had known how music touched me, and did some DCC... the size of every file, so large, but worth the while... Perking My ears with his laughter, Playing My Soul with his Wav's Filling my Hard Drive With his songs.. Filling it quickly, with his songs... addicted sickly, to his songs... Filling my hard drive.... with his songs !!! Out there in California, enticed by all his wav's But I will have to warn ya, I'm filled by all the saves... the music always flowing, the filebase always growing... Touching my heart with selections, Reading my mind with each choice... Filling my hard drive with his songs, Flowing it over,, with his songs... capturing my mind, with his songs... Filling my hard drive... with his songs.... And when my Mr. Music, creates a tune for me... and I will ne'er refuse it, when done so specially.. so let the hard drive fill up, and see the files soon spill up ... Bulging my drive with his music... Filled to the max with his sounds.... Filling my hard drive with his songs.... Love every moment of his songs... and love the music of his songs... Filling my hard drive..... with his songs !!!!! To the TOP Have Yourself a Humid Little Christmas [tune:Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas] [words:Parodee] Have yourself a humid little Christmas, keep the a/c on... Memories of snow and ice will soon be gone. That's the reason why we relocated, winter is not missed, But cooling down for Christmastime- we can't resist. Frantically we all decorate, try to imitate the snow Imitation so flattering, nothing mattering, all "show" ! In our shorts, we'll trim the tree together, as the green grass grows, Cars with tops down cruise as balmy breezes blow... So come and see our humid little Christmas show! (Interlude...) In the air's electricity, from publicity on crime, It's no tourist-shooting-gallery, but drive defensively each time. Everyone can grab the nearest spray-can, and make the snow appear.. Plastic-generated-wintertime each year... So have yourself a humid little Christmas, dear ! To the TOP
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