Mr. Gas Masher Guy
August 11, 2006

And now for some good old-fashioned fun and parody. (And many thanks to each one of you who commented on my last post.)

For my good buddy, Smash, who is one crazy dude.


(Diary not for those under 18 ;) )

Mr. Gas Masher Guy
(sung to "American Pie")

A long, long time ago, I can still remember how
His s used to make us smile
And I knew that in a flash
He could make the shoutbox laugh
And maybe we'd be happy for a while

But his gas mashin' made us nervous
We'd turn on e'ry news service
We'd joke around at Blogmad
But you could tell, we were all scar'd

We all recalled how TheMoo cried
When we finally heard that he'd died
Yes, something touched us deep inside
The day ... the convo ... died

So, bye bye, Mr. Gas Masher Guy
Drove his Chevy to the levee and there he did die
Them good ole boys were drinking Stella all night
Singing this'll be the day that he dies
This'll be the day that he dies.

Well, did you write the book of speed
And do you have faith your brakes won't bleed
If the cylinder stays intact
Do you believe in ROCK N ROLL
Can Slayer save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to slam dance?

Well I know that he's in love with speed
Cuz I saw him racing out in Leeds
He blasted past those blues
Just watch those bobbies lose

He was a crazy teenage scouser dude
WIth a black bike jacket and a big qualuude
But nothing helped that rocker's 'tude
The day ... the convo ... died

Bye bye, Mr. Gas Masher Guy
Drove his Chevy to the levee and there he did die
Them good ole boys were drinking Stella all night
Singing this'll be the day that he dies
This'll be the day that he dies.

Now for 10 minutes, we've been on our own
And a shoutbox dies when it's all alone
But that's not how it used to be

There we were all in Blogmad
A group of Bloggers lost in space
None of us able to log in
So come on, Smash be nimble, Smash be quick
Smash Flash sat in the driver's seat
Cuz speed is the devil's only friend

As we watched him go along the moor
Our faces said his speed we abhorred
No angel born in hell
Could warn him 'fore he fell

And as the explosion ROCKED the night
We all stumbled at the site
Cuz Big Al was laughing in his spite
The day ... the convo ... died

I met a man who mashed the gas
And I asked him for some belly laughs
But he just stepped back in the car

I went down to the Mustang store
Where we'd seen our Smash in days of yore
But the man there said the speed was now sub-par

And in the streets, the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a car was revved up
The bobbies had all turned up

And the three dudes I admire most
Gas Masher, Big Al and Manic
They're all gone in a panic
The day ... the convo ... died

They were singin'

Bye bye, Mr. Gas Masher Guy
Drove his Chevy to the levee and there he did die
Them good ole boys were drinking Stella all night
Singing this'll be the day that he dies
This'll be the day that he dies.

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big al said:

this is just one great song.
thumbs up for ender , your the best.

what a sad way to die , smash :-)
we will always remember him.

August 11, 2006 7:03 AM

 

Smash said:

Hehe! Excellent! I loves ya babe :D Smashx

August 11, 2006 8:05 AM

 

blueyes said:

man someone took some extra special time to do this lol

Red Monkey said: Naw, parody comes easily to me. :)
August 11, 2006 9:42 AM
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