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HOLIDAY CHIMES

Ringing out the Tampa Bay Buccaneers with holiday chimes

(To the tune of O Little Town of Bethlehem)

O little team of Buccaneers

How quick you made hope die

No one goes deep, so the QB keeps

And punts are all we try

Yet when LeGarrette carries

The offense can take flight

Until you see the telltale sign

He fumbled again tonight

(To the tune of Hark! The Herald Angels Sing)

Mark the GM doesn't sing

Not inclined to say a thing

Coach in flames on a radio dial

Still no word in quite a while

Boastful all the summer long

Now won't say what went wrong

Good young team was the claim

Silence now is such a shame

Mark the GM doesn't sing

Never ever says a thing

(To the tune of Santa Claus Is Coming to Town)

You better not stare. You better not try

Better not care. I'm telling you why

Barrett Ruud is leaving your town

He's getting low-balled

The Bucs did it twice

Should've been signed no matter the price

Barrett Ruud is leaving your town

He led the team in tackles

He never tried to fake

He's the difference between bad or good

So pay him for goodness sake!

O, you better not stare

Better not try. Better not care

I'm telling you why

Barrett Ruud is leaving your town

(To the tune of Frosty the Snowman)

Talib the gunman, was an angry little soul

With a hair trigger on a Dallas street

Now he may be in a hole

Talib the gunman, is a wild child they say

He will never grow, but the Bucs all know

He's the best in Tampa Bay

There must have been some cabbie on that street where he was bound

For when he lost his mind again

He began to shoot around

O, Talib the gunman, was protecting the family

But the cops all say he should walk away

Before shooting you or me

(To the tune of Rocking Around the Christmas Tree)

Rocking around the money tree

At the Glazer family shop

Trust funds held where you can see

Wishing I could eavesdrop

Rocking around the money tree

Let New Orleans chase the ring

Later we'll slice the TV pie

And everyone will wear their bling

(To the tune of Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer)

Geno got run over by a Panther

Running for his life on Christmas Eve

You can say he's still got promise

But as for me and you, we disagree

(To the tune of Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!)

Oh the score on the board is frightful

But Raheem is looking doubtful

And since we've no chance to grow

Let him go! Let him go! Let him go!

It doesn't show signs of stopping

Now the time has come for coach shopping

Christmas tears are starting to flow

Let him go! Let him go! Let him go!

Ringing out the Tampa Bay Buccaneers with holiday chimes 12/24/11 [Last modified: Saturday, December 24, 2011 7:25pm]

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