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(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!
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