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That is a cool logo!
What kind of music do they play? and is it any good?
Cheers,
Deny
What kind of music do they play? and is it any good?
Cheers,
Deny
"Nothing but sheer joy and love of playing the heaviest, rockin-ist s*** we can, and having a good god damned time doing it."
Sounds like my type of band!
Sounds like my type of band!
.Guess i need to go to the big city.
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Wish I was closer. I'm a bass player, sometimes for a living, sometimes as a hobby. I'd love to kick some jams with y'all sometime....
Cool
Our best lyrics so far are:
There was a great big moose
Who liked to drink a lot of juice
There was a great big moose
Who liked to drink a lot of juice
Chorus:
Singing whoa-oh-oh-oh
Way-oh way-oh way-oh way-oh
Way-oh, way-oh!
Way-oh way-oh way-oh way-oh
The moose's name was Fred
He liked to drink his juice in bed
The moose's name was Fred
He liked to drink his juice in bed
He drank his juice with care
But he spilt it in his hair
He drank his juice with care
But he spilt it in his hair
Now there's a sticky moose
Full of juice...
On the loose...
Our best lyrics so far are:
There was a great big moose
Who liked to drink a lot of juice
There was a great big moose
Who liked to drink a lot of juice
Chorus:
Singing whoa-oh-oh-oh
Way-oh way-oh way-oh way-oh
Way-oh, way-oh!
Way-oh way-oh way-oh way-oh
The moose's name was Fred
He liked to drink his juice in bed
The moose's name was Fred
He liked to drink his juice in bed
He drank his juice with care
But he spilt it in his hair
He drank his juice with care
But he spilt it in his hair
Now there's a sticky moose
Full of juice...
On the loose...
And we didn't write this one
but it still makes us laugh after all these years!
The Moose Song
Come all you Newfoundlanders and listen to my song,
I'll tell you 'bout the moose we killed and the man that did us wrong;
On a sunny morn, October third, I'm telling you no lies,
When Izzie Walters hollered out saying, "Get your guns, my b'ys!
"There is a moose down in the reach, he's coming up the lane,
Jim Keeping's got him rounded up, I think he must be tame."
Our guns and ammunition we got without delay,
Lou Lemmon had the first shot, I'm very sure to say.
George Croucher had the second shot if you want to know his name,
Bill Munden had the third shot which brought him to his end;
There were men, women, and children all gathered round the hill,
All looking for a piece of meat their appetite to fill.
But just before we got him cleaned a voice from the crowd did say,
"I guess we're all going to be hung, the squealer's on his way."
He came up 'long side of us and he unto us did say,
"I'm sorry b'ys to inform on you," and turned and walked away.
We took the moose and chopped him up and gave it all around,
It looked just like a meat market that day on Dewey's Ground;
The men that killed the moose, my b'ys, they would not hurt a chick,
To let that squealer inform on us we should have broke his neck.
But let's think of the Bible, b'ys, and with it we'll abide,
When they slap you on the left cheek, hold up the other side;
The magistrate he came around, unto the laws he went,
To try to soak us poor b'ys who never had a cent.
He said, "You broke the law, my b'ys, and did you understand,
Two hundred dollars is the fine but I'll do the best I can."
If he had all to do with it he would not soak us men,
To see the grief lie on his face, his heart was touched within.
Our statement was all given in, everything went very well,
He said, "Five dollars is the fine or fourteen days in jail."
And now my song is ending I'm going to propose,
It's going to pay the squealer b'y to keep his big mouth closed.
but it still makes us laugh after all these years!
The Moose Song
Come all you Newfoundlanders and listen to my song,
I'll tell you 'bout the moose we killed and the man that did us wrong;
On a sunny morn, October third, I'm telling you no lies,
When Izzie Walters hollered out saying, "Get your guns, my b'ys!
"There is a moose down in the reach, he's coming up the lane,
Jim Keeping's got him rounded up, I think he must be tame."
Our guns and ammunition we got without delay,
Lou Lemmon had the first shot, I'm very sure to say.
George Croucher had the second shot if you want to know his name,
Bill Munden had the third shot which brought him to his end;
There were men, women, and children all gathered round the hill,
All looking for a piece of meat their appetite to fill.
But just before we got him cleaned a voice from the crowd did say,
"I guess we're all going to be hung, the squealer's on his way."
He came up 'long side of us and he unto us did say,
"I'm sorry b'ys to inform on you," and turned and walked away.
We took the moose and chopped him up and gave it all around,
It looked just like a meat market that day on Dewey's Ground;
The men that killed the moose, my b'ys, they would not hurt a chick,
To let that squealer inform on us we should have broke his neck.
But let's think of the Bible, b'ys, and with it we'll abide,
When they slap you on the left cheek, hold up the other side;
The magistrate he came around, unto the laws he went,
To try to soak us poor b'ys who never had a cent.
He said, "You broke the law, my b'ys, and did you understand,
Two hundred dollars is the fine but I'll do the best I can."
If he had all to do with it he would not soak us men,
To see the grief lie on his face, his heart was touched within.
Our statement was all given in, everything went very well,
He said, "Five dollars is the fine or fourteen days in jail."
And now my song is ending I'm going to propose,
It's going to pay the squealer b'y to keep his big mouth closed.
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Bitchin' speed metal about a drunk moose?
kewl
kewl
Ratpuke said:Our best lyrics so far are:
There was a great big moose
Who liked to drink a lot of juice
When's next meeting? The August long trip to Tumbler?
Yeah I have one, but I still need to get my license!