Jul 24, 2010 Jeff's Original Tunes
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Jeff
I accidentally published this as Chris first… this is definitely a Jeff song for all you who like my lunacy.
Following up last year’s half-assed attempt… here is a song worthy of the day-of-days. Enjoy!
Listen Now: The Junction Draft 2010
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Lyrics:
The Junction Draft 2010
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– Verse 1 –
Welcome Junction Draft 2010
The Year That Cougars Reign May Come To An End
Maybe its Soul Crusher’s time,
to lift the curse from the crime.
Of the immaculate correction, its like a damn infection.
Like when Quags swallowed that drop at the interstate truck stop.
Or what about commish? The guy who was a fish?
He seemed to like texans, oh yeah and mexicans.
But his team, was in the cellar,
Along with wolfees, quite far from stellar.
It seems he did not look, when he picked up westbrook.
And his playlist went so wrong, Modest Mouse went on too long.
But you’ve got to credit, to the old man whose legit.
His tag is on the stump, but his team then took a dump.
Ribosomes went two and eleven,
Not good enough for playoff heaven.
If there was only help above like Warrior of Truth and Love.
But the homebrew makes him hazy, cause his drafts are always crazy.
– Chorus –
Oh Oh , Its the Junction Draft
Like a Disease
Pass a Homebrew Please
And Two Running Backs.
Oh Oh , Its the Junction Draft
Like Christmas
But Its August
And the Drinkin’s Fine.
– Verse 2 –
Now don’t forget those damn Quakers, Who gave us all shakers…
Who reached the final gun, with the loss column on one,
But then choked in the playoffs,
Along with ‘Zerkers, who couldn’t takeoff.
From travellin the world, while his head was really swirled.
Skype-in Amsterdam, he’s sure a lucky man.
Noty’s on the run, our time with her was fun.
Theres not too much to say, so we’ll leave the simple way:
Notygal Goobye!
Adios, here’s a toast, now be on your way.
Your replacement selected from men,
His name is none other than Tigers Hate Cinnamon.
Now theres the Luddites, who put up decent fights.
Maybe he could win or he should give his team to Gwyn.
There it is, I said it and can’t take it back.
Help me Kid F resh, which rhymes with Bangladesh
Your teams all seem so near, maybe drink a bit more beer.
And you might just find your way, on this Junction Draft Day!
– Chorus (same as above) -
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