Rewriting songs

Nope. You don't want to hear me sing. I've thought about it with a band my son used to play with. Just costs too much to get it all done.
This one is my favorite.

Top Gun

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V8rZWw9HE7o

Revin' on the two step
Listen to that turbo roar
Finger on the trans-brake
Beggin' you to let 'er go
Now you're in the turbo zone

Right into the turbo zone

Comin' off the transbrake
Feeling all that torque explode
Your Front end jumpin' off the track
And pullin' hard against the deck

Now you're in the turbo zone
It'll take you
Right into the turbo zone

You'll never know what she will do unless you push her to the red line on the boost
You never know what she can do Until you twist her up as far as she will go

I can hear her singing
It's right where she wants to be
The higher on the boost
The better the ET will be

Now you're in the turbo zone
Gunna take you
Right into the turbo zone

Now you're in the turbo zone

Right into the turbo zone

Now you're in the turbo zone
Gonna take you
Right into the turbo zone

Now you're in the turbo zone
Right into the turbo zone

Now you're in the turbo zone
Gonna take you
Right into the turbo zone
Right into the turbo zone

Right into the turbo zone


Mark L

Things are slow so I thought I'd add more songs. This is Fat bottom Girls by Queen. I changed it to Fat Bonnevilles. I use U-Tube for the videos and sometimes they add advertisments, sorry about that.

Fat bottom girls QUEEN

Fat Bonnevilles

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMnjF1O4eH0

Arrrrre--- you gunna to drive me home tonight?
Parrrrrrk--- next to our fav-o-rite street light
Arrrrrre--- you going to let it all hang out ?
Fat Bonnevilles
You make the cruising world go round

I was just a skinny lad
Never knew good cars from bad
But my DAD told me to drive fat Pontiacs
So I bought a big bad Bonnie
She is oh so fat not scrawnny
Heap big Bonnie-- you made a fat boy out a me
Hey hey!
Wooh

I've been cruising in my Bonnie
Cruised the city cruised the levy
I seen many hopped up hoopties on the way, hey
But their beauty and their style
Went kind of stale after a while
Take me to them ol' fat Bonnies everytime.

C'mon
Ohhhhh- lets hear your engine purr tonight
Ohhhhh--show them all your bright taillights
Ohhh--and you give it all you got
Fat Bonnevilles you make the cruising world go round
Fat Bonnevilles you make the cruising world go round

Hey Listen here
Now I got mortgages on homes
I got stiffness in the bones
Ain't no beautiy queens in this locality (I tell you)
Oh but I still get my pleasure
Still got my greatest treasure
Big fat Bonnie you done made a fat man o' me

Now get this
Ohhh--lets hear your engine purr tonight
Ohhhhh--show them all your bright taillights
Arrrrrre--- you going to let it all hang out ?
Fat Bonnevilles you make the cruising world go round yeah
Fat Bonnevilles you make the cruising world go round

Get in your cars and ride
Ooh yeah oh yeah them fat Bonnevilles
Fat bonnevilles
Yeah yeah yeah
Alright cruise 'em, c'mon
Fat Bonnevilles-yes yes

Mark L

Being a Pontiac nut I was more than a little mad at GM for cutting Pontiac. So I wrote these because of the cuts.

Cherokee Nation by Paul revere

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DsMQbedCZj0&feature=player_embedded

Pontiac Nation

They took our whole Pontiac Nation
Over and done was our designation
Claimed our cars had no more life
Cut out our hearts with a golden knife

They took away our Bonneville
Said it was mis-sing all its thrill

And mak-ing new cars will not last
Can only live now in the past

Pontiac nation
Pontiac tribe
So proud to live
Too proud to die

They said the Tin Indian Nation
Is not worth their preservation
Though we swear this just ain’t right
They still won't listen to our plight

Pontiac Nation
Pontiac Tribe
So proud to live
Too proud to die

But maybe some day when they've learned
Pontiac Nation will return
Will return will return
Will return will return

Iron Maiden Run to the hills

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M149WTrkNR8&feature=player_embedded

My version----Pontiacs live

G-Ms game’s insane to me
They brought us pain and misery
They killed our cars they killed our breed
They killed our name for their own need

We fought them hard we fought them well
Out on the roads we gave them hell
But Chev-ro-let has won you see
Chief Pon-ti-ac has been set free

Building more horsepower each passing day
Thumping them bad on the street
Chasing the Chevies back to their holes
Beating them at their own game
GM got greedy, a stab in the back
G-M are cowards, they killed Pontiac

Pont-ti-acs live, they will not die
Pont-ti-acs live, they will not die

GM’s rife with stupid wastes
Killing and dropping our name
Stealing our future and fueling our hate
Will never stop Pontiacs fame
We’re getting stronger and making them sweat
We’ll do it ourselves, we’ll NEVER FORGET




Pont-ti-acs live, they will not die
(repeat to end)

Sorry to the Chevy guys for the hatin'. It's just what most Pontiac guys do. It's always been held in the Pontiac community that Chevy was the favorite son. Again just done for fun.

Mark L

Been a while since I added some songs. Try these. Full size Pontiac lovers have adopted the term "Darksider" to describe our passion for the wrong sized cars to make go fast.
So I used the Darksider Ozzie Osbornes song fo rthis one. Called Bonn-Evil


Gets me through Ozzie

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QejvO7ugSO4&feature=player_embedded

Bonn-Evil

I'm not the awfull person, you think I am
My car's the evil bastard, I'm just a man
I have a Bonneville I, just can't control
I feel it's become evil, and has no soul
I've no control

It wants to run right by you, you know it can
It has a mind of it's own, it has a plan
And it will love the feeling, of beating you
I hope you understand that, I love it too, yeah
I love it too. yeah

Theres nothing that I hide behind
My Bonn--Evil can be unkind
The nightmares it will drop on you
I feel your brag----ging days are through

(commentator)
It's been confirmed that this Bonneville is not the anti-christ
We reached the devil at his home in Las Vegas
When asked for a comment, Satan said
No, it's not my car, but I love the way it runs


I'm not the awfull person, you think I am
My car's the evil bastard, I'm just a man
But I still love the feeling, of beating you
I just know my BonnEvil, would tell you too, yeah

We’re just dying to beat you
We’re just dying to beat you
We’re just dying to beat you
We’re just dying to beat you

I wrote this for Troy Tribby. He races a clone of an original 1960 Pontiac Catalina called Arapaho.

Go Go Godzilla
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6rDWqjnW7w&feature=fvw
Go Go CatZilla

With a Pontiac grimace and rumbling sound
He gets the engine to settle itself down

Clueless people in their SUVs
Look bug eyed as it looks in on them

He bangs thru the gears and he shifts it back down
As he screams through the buildings toward the center of town

Oh no, its Troys A-rap-aho
Go Go CatZilla, yeah
Oh no, this thing ain’t so slow
Go go CatZilla, yeah

Oh no, it’s Troy’s A-rap-aho
Go go, CatZilla, yeah
Oh no, this thing ain’t so slow
Go go, CatZilla, yeah

Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
Rinji news o moshiagemasu!
CatZilla ga Ginza hoomen e mukatte imasu!
Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!
Daishkyu hinan shite kudasai!
(Attention, emergency news!
Attention, emergency news!
CatZilla is going toward the down town area!
Immediately escape, catch up, find shelter please!
Immediately escape, catch up, find shelter please!)

Oh no, It’s Troys A-rap-aho
Go go, CatZilla, yeah
Oh no, Headers are all aglow
Go go, CatZilla,yeah

History shows again and again
How nature points up the folly of men
CatZilla!(4x)


Mark L

Have some more, Just had fun with this one. Took on the local King and lost.

Who’ll stop the rain.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Y8b8URh21k

John Fogerty

Who'll stop the king

Long as I remember, his car has been around
Lots of stories tellin', his car has earned the crown
Good men thru the ages, tried to shut him down
And I wonder, still I wonder, who'll stop the king


I was trollin' main street, seeking someone to put down
Saw him as he passed by, I watched him turn around
Watched him in my mirror, heard his headers sing
And I wonder, still I wonder, can I stop the king

People will be tellin', how I scratched and clawed
My car had him worried, in trying to keep up
Still he kept on pullin', screamin' thru the gears
And I wonder, Still I wonder, who'll stop the King

Another one for fun.

Wild nights Van Morrison

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uUXsegbuJg0&feature=related

As you start your cruise
Set the rear-view mirror
And you comb your hair
Sittin' in the car
And you hit the streets
Trying to remember
All the wild street crusin'
In your mem'ry ever

And when your cruising in the heat
When your rollin', out on the street
And the motor's sound-ing so sweet
Sends you flying, flying

Ooo-woo-wee!
Wild streets are calling.
Ooo-woo-wee!
Wild streets are calling

All the cars roll by
Checking out each other
And the girls, do the boogie woogie
On the corner of the street

And the people, cruisin' by
Just stare in wild wonder
And the music blastin'
Rolls out just like thunder

And when your cruising in the heat
When your rollin' out on the street
And the motor's sound-ing so sweet
Sends you flying, flying

Woo-woo-wee!
Wild streets are calling

Ooo-ooo-wee!
Wild streets are calling

The wild street is calling
The wild street is calling
Come on out and cruise
Come on out you can't refuse

Come on out and cruise
Come on out, you can't refuse

(Instrumental & horn solo)

The wild street is calling
The wild street is calling

Come on out and cruise
Come on out you can't refuse

Come on out and cruise
Come on out you can't refuse


Mark L

I wrote this one and it just came out kind of dark. Like I said in an earlier post. The songs kind of take their own course.

Phil Collins In the air tonight


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=manxPVTLth8&feature=player_embedded

I could see you comin' down the street tonight, oh lord
Well I've been waiting just to meet you all my life, oh lord
Can you feel it, hate is in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord

And when they told me you would be here, I put my gun in hand
I've seen your face before my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am
I was there and I saw what you did, saw it with my own two eyes
I saw you kill my two sons, their lives just begun
We all saw the way they died

And I can feel it, dying's in the air tonight, oh lord
Well I've been waiting for this moment all my life, oh lord
You will feel my hating in the air tonight, oh lord
I've been waiting just to kill you, all my life, oh lord, oh lord

Well I remember, I remember-don't worry, how could I ever forget
It's the first time, and the last time we'll ever meet
But I know the reason why you keep your silence up, no you don't fool me
Well your evil side shows, as my pain still grows
Death's no stranger to you and me

You will feel me sending you to hell tonight, oh lord
I've been waiting for this moment to take your life, Oh lord
You will feel me sending you to hell tonight, oh lord
I've been waiting for this moment to take your life, Oh lord
Feel me sending you to hell tonight, oh lord
I've been waiting for this moment to take your life, Oh lord
Feel me sending you to hell
Feel me sending you to hell
Well I've been waiting for this moment all my life, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu,hu
hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu, hu,
Been waiting for this moment, all my life, My life,

Always loved this song so I had to change it--of course.

When the levee breaks Led Zepplin

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WbrjRKB586s

If I keep on pushin’, Chevy’s gunna break
If I keep on pushin’, Chevys’ gunna break
When this Chevy breaks have no car today

Damned ol’ Chevy taught me to weep and moan
Damned ol’ Chevy taught me to weep and moan
Ain’t got what it takes to get a poor ol man to his home
Oh well, oh, well, oh, well

Don’t it make you feel sad
When your tryin to make your way home
You can’t will your Chevy to go

If it simply won’t run
They got no parts for you
If your headin’ North to Chicago

Cryin’ won’t help you, praying won’t get it to move
Now, crying won’t help you, prayin’ won’t get it to move
When the Chevy breaks, mama, it just won’t move

All last night sat on the Chevy and moaned,
All last night sat on the Chevy and moaned,
Thinkin' about my baby and my happy home.

Missing, missing ol’ Chicago.. Missing ol’ Chicago.. Sorry but I can't make it..
Chevy’s down, Chevy’s down now, Chevy’s down

Mark L

Just added this one in. Been in the mood again. I wrote this for the old Turbo TA.

I also did Proud Mary.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GCCS5...ayer_embedded#

This is the way we do--Proud Poncho

Spooling----spoolin'---spoolin' up the Firebird
Spooling----spoolin'---spoolin' up the Firebird
Spooling----spoolin'---spoolin' up the Firebird
one more time
Spooling----spoolin'---spoolin' up the Firebird
Raced my old 'bird in the citys
Spoolin' up the boost every time I ran

And I never lost one minute of sleepin'
Worryin' how I may get beat some day

Big turbos keep on turnin'
Blown Ponchos keep on burnin'
Boostin',--Boostin',---Boostin' up the turbo

I Stomped a lot of Fords in Memphis
Beat a lot of 'Cudas down in New orleans
And I never lost one race to a chevy ---

Ran 'em 'cause I knew I had'em beat clean

Big turbos keep on turnin'
Blown Ponchos keep on burnin'

Spoolin'---Spoolin'---Spoolin' up the Firebird
Spoolin'---Spoolin'---Spoolin' up the Firebird
Spoolin'
Spoolin'
Spoolin'
2-3-4

Raced my old 'bird in the citys
Spoolin' up the boost every time I ran
And I never lost one minute of sleepin'
Worryin' how I may get beat some day

Big turbos keep on turnin'
Blown Ponchos keep on burnin'
Boostin',--Boostin',---Boostin' up the turbo

Boostin',--Boostin',---Boostin' up the turbo

Spool up

cho cho cho cho

I Stomped a lot of Fords in Memphis---
Beat a lot of 'Cudas down in New orleans
And I never lost one race to a chevy

Ran 'em 'cause I knew I had'em beat clean

Big turbos keep on turnin'
Blown Ponchos keep on burnin'

Spoolin'---Spoolin'---Spoolin' up the Firebird

Spoolin'---Spoolin'---Spoolin' up the Firebird

Spool up

cho cho cho cho cho cho cho cho

If you come down to my highway
Bet you're gonna find your gonna lose big
You don't have to worry, you ain't gunna win it

Ponchos under pressure are destined to win

Big turbos keep on turnin'
Blown Ponchos keep on burnin'


Spoolin'---Spoolin'---Spoolin' up the Firebird
Spoolin'---Spoolin'---Spoolin' up the Firebird
Spoolin'---Spoolin'---Spoolin' up the Firebird
Spoolin'---Spoolin'---Spoolin' up the Firebird
Spool up

Lets go home


Racin'--- Racin'--- Racin' on the backstreets


Racin'--- Racin'--- Racin' on the backstreets

Racin'--- Racin'--- Racin' on the backstreets

Racin'--- Racin'--- Racin' on the backstreets

Just keep repeating.


Mark L

Found the first one I ever did. This was right after they annouced that GMwas shutting down Pontiac.

Ain’t noise pollution AC/DC

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=biMGUTpISFo

All right)
Hey there, all you CHEVY men
Throw away your fancy TOOLS
And while you're out there sittin' on a fence
So get off your ass and come down here
'Cause PONTIACS ain't no riddle man
To me it makes good, good sense
Good sense
Ow
Oooh yeah

Heavy decibels are comin’ thru my MOTOR
We got vibrations coming up THROUGH the floor
We're just listening to MY MOTOR giving too much noise
Are you deaf, you wanna hear some more

WE AIN’T talkin' about NO MOPAR
Forget about ANY FORDS
THEY’LL always be with us
THEY’RE never gonna die, never gonna die

PONTIACS ain't noise pollution
PONTIACS ain't gonna die
PONTIACS ain’t noise pollution
PONTIACS THEY will survive

Yes it will, ha ha ha ha

I took a look inside your GAR-RAGE door
You looked so bored lying on the FLOOR
Well, I asked you if you wanted any rhythm and song
You said you wanna HEAR the PONTIAC instead

WE AIN’T talkin' about NO MOPAR
Forget about ANY FORDS
THEY’LL always be with us
THEY’RE never gonna die, never gonna die

PONTIACS ain't noise pollution
PONTIACS ain't gonna die
PONTIACS ain't no pollution
PONTIACS is just GOOD TA GO (rock 'n' roll)

Oh PONTIACS ain't noise pollution
PONTIACS ain't gonna die
PONTIACS ain't no pollution
PONTIACS ain't gonna die

PONTIACS ain't no pollution
PONTIACS ARE MEANT TA RULE

PONTIACS ain't no pollution
PONTIAC
Oh
PONTIAC LUV MY PONTIAC

MArk L

My second song.

Fade to Black
Sung to Metallicas’ Fade to Black

http://search.yahoo.com/search;_ylt...e=1&cop=mss&ei=UTF8&p=metallica fade to black


Rice it seems, will fade away
Drifting just is not my way
Driving my big Pontiac
Nothing like it, takes me back
I won’t lose the will to drive
Simply nothing more to life
There is nothing more for me
Need this car to set me free

Things aren’t what they used to be
Pontiacs still set me free
Present times, they are for real
Cannot change the way I feel
Freedoms lost are killing me
To the point of agony
Driving it just takes me back
Things are dark but, they’re not so black

I’m not alone, I’ve got some good friends, like me
We like to think, things can be that way again

Young kids will say, those days never existed
Those dreams are ours, Now I will just say good-bye
Mark L

Well, idle minds yadda yadda yadda (Or is that cripled minds, ????). I had to do another song.

Hush by Deep purple

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eLzqQupzzmA

I got a bitchin’ little car, it’s on my mind
No doubt about it she runs so fine
It’s the best car that I ever had
Sometimes the power makes me drive so BAD

Hush Hush
I know I hear it calling my name now
Hush Hush
It stole my heart and I’ll never let it go now
Hush Hush
I know I hear it calling my name now
Hush Hush
I drive like crazy but I’m not to blame now

(Love, love)
Drive it early in the morning
(Love, love)
Drive it late in the evening
(Love, love)
Well, I want it, need it
(Love, love)
Oh, I gotta gotta drive it

It likes shifting fast as I can
Only takes one push of my hand
Blows my mind and I’m in so deep
That I can’t sit at all and I can’t sleep

Hush Hush
I know I hear it calling my name now
Hush Hush
It stole my heart and I’ll never let it go now
Hush Hush
I know I hear it calling my name now
Hush Hush
I drive like crazy but I’m not to blame now

(Love, love)
Drive it early in the morning
(Love, love)
Drive it late in the evening
(Love, love)
Well, I want it, need it
(Love, love)
Oh, I gotta gotta drive it

Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah (x2)

Nahhh, nah-nah-nahhh, nah-nah-nahhh, nah-nah-nahhh....

Don't shoot the messenger. Markus O'Lyricus

I haven't rewritten any songs in a long while. I felt that the theme was getting stale. But I heard this the other day and I had to do it anyway.

Lunatic fringe

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_9tOR4On8Uk

Pontiac Fringe
They know we’re out there
We’re not hiding
And they’re no longer laughing


They can hear us coming
We hear no more laughter
They’re wise to us this time
They know what we’re coming after


Pontiac Fringe
In the street lights dim gleaming
This is open season
But they won’t win this war


And they’ll have to blame someone
For they’re own confusion
And they’re gunna cry this time
‘Cause they’re not good at losin’


They can hear us comin’ comin’
Noooo, they’re not going to win this time
They can hear our power
Up and down the Main streets


Pontiac Fringe
They all know you’re out there
Can you feel they’re resistance?
When we loose our Thunder.

Mark L

A friend asked me if I could redo a song that he likes. It's called "Pumped up Kids". So this is what I came up with.

Pumped up Slicks

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ls2U_bgH2F8

Robert built a Street Coupe
He’ll run it at the strip
He won’t tell you what it ran
He’s stuffed if full of Pontiac,
Setting in the frame
He’s an old school Kid yeah
He runs a 6-71
From his Dad’s closet setting with a box of good things,
He didn’t ever say why

But he's coming for you, yeah, he's coming for you—sayin’

All you other dudes with your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, outrun my coupe
All you other Dudes with your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, faster than our Ponchos
All you other Dudes with your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, outrun my coupe
All you other dudes with the your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, faster than our Ponchos

Daddy drives a Trans Am
He’ll be comin’ with me, and he's racing with me
And he's bringing them a surprise
A turbo’s on his engine and it spools up nice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah, the sight of my Dad we’re now a bad ass package
He’s seasoned in his Pontiac
And I say my car’s on fire
We’re gunna take your bucks, yeah

All you other dudes with your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, outrun my coupe
All you other Dudes with your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, faster than our Ponchos
All you other Dudes with your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, outrun my coupe
All you other dudes with the your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, faster than our Ponchos

All you other dudes with your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, outrun my coupe
All you other Dudes with your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, faster than our Ponchos
All you other Dudes with your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, outrun my coupe
All you other dudes with the your tricked up rides
You'd better run, better run, faster than our Ponchos

Mark L

I got this song by Lynyrd Skynyrd in my head and really listened to the lyrics. So I had to change it directing at my son.

Simple man by Leonard Skinnerd

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHQ_aTjXObs&feature=youtu.be

I’m Gunna ask ya, while you’re still young
Come listen to me, my only son
And follow closely, oh Matthew, to what I say.
And if you do this
It’ll help you, some crazy day. Oh Yah!

I’m just your simple Dad

Oh, take your time..Time moves so fast
Bad times will come, ohhh, and they will pass
You found your Kathryn, oh Matthew, and you found love
And don’t forget son,
There is someone up above.

Just be a simple, kind of man
Oh be something, you love and understand.
Oh Matthew be a happy, be a happy man
Oh, won't you do this for me son,
If you can?

Forget the past, the past is cold
All that you need, ohhh, is in your soul,
And you can do this, oh Matthew, if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is to be satisfied.

And be a simple, kind of man.
Oh be something, you love and understand.
Matthew be a happy, be a happy man.
Oh, won't you do this for me son,
If you can?

I’m your simple Dad

Boy, don't you worry... you know yourself.
Follow your heart, son, and nothing else.
And you can do this, oh Matthew, if you try.
All that I want for you my son,
Is be satisfied.

And be a simple, kind of man.
Oh be something, you love and understand.
Matthew be a happy, be a happy man.
Oh, won't you do this for me child,
If you can?

Matthew be a simple, kind of man.
Oh be something, you love and understand.
Matthew be a happy, be a happy man.
Oh won’t you do this, for me son, if you can.
Oh Matthew you know you can
Just do the very best you can.

Markus O'Matt'sSimpleDad