the slim shaney show

[Shane]

an edited version for the kiddies...



"Without Me"

Three ganging lamers go round the ack side,
round the ack side, round the ack side.
Three ganging lamers go round the ack side,
round the ack side, round the ack side.
 
Ooooohhhhh!

Guess who's smack, smack again
Shaney's smack, grab some friends,
Guess who's smack, guess who's smack,
guess who's smack, guess who's smack,
guess who's smack, guess who's smack,
guess who's smack...

Verse 1:

I've created a monster, cuz nobody wants to
See Oopsy no more they want Shaney
I'm chopped liver
Well if you want Shaney, then this is what I'll give ya
A little bit of gee mixed with some hard snicker
Some skills that will jump on their head quicker
Then a mock when i get knocked offline
By the fugger when I'm not cooperating
When I'm knocking the lamers while he's operating "Hey"
You waited this long to stop debating
Cuz I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
I know you got a job Mr. Anonymity
But your weakarse morals are complicating
So the monitors won't let me be
Or let me be me so let me see
They tried to shut me down on HTC
But it feels so empty without me
So come on drip, mask on my lips
Fug that, smack on your skills and some on your wits
And get ready cuz this chit's about to get heavy
I just settled all my timeouts, "Fug you wimpy!"

Chorus:

Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody just squelch me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Channel 1 feels so empty without me

I said this looks like a job for me
So everybody just squelch me
Cuz we need a little controversy,
Channel 1 feels so empty without me

Verse 2:

Little gangers, dweebs acting up-ended
Embarrassed, their skills dead-ended
They start feeling all offended,
Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "lamer"
A smacker, smack is scary, could start a devolution,
Pollutin' the air waves a rebel
So let me just revel and parse,
In the fact that I got everyone ragging my arse,
And it's a disaster such a catastrophe
For you to see so dam much of my six  you horde for me?
Well I'm back, fix your bent antenna
Tune it in and then I'm gonna enter
Into the front of your buffer like a splinter
The center of attention back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling
Infesting in your radio and besting
Testing "Attention Please"
Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me
Here's my monthly fee, my 2 cents is free
A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me?

Chorus 2x

Verse 3:

A HO-git an ack-twit,
I go ratatat with anybody who thinks they've got it
one on one or even two, you can get your bass kicked
Worse than them little tiny wit blastards,
And horde-ee, you can get stomped by a bored me,
You little ganging dweebs can slow me
You don't know me, you're too swarmy
Let go, it's over, nobody learns ACM
Now lets go, just give me the signal
I will be there with a whole list full of new moves
I'll smack or whack you, suspend you with my 'tude
Ever since warpbirdies turned into prudes
But sometimes the text just seems,
Everybody only wants to squelch me
So this must mean I'm too full,
But its just me I'm just truthful
Though I'm not the first king of smackery
I am the worst thing since hackery,
To do smack so noisily
And get myself booted regularly (Hey)
There's a concept that works
20 million other smackers emerge
But no matter how many fish in the sea
Channel 1 will be so empty without me

Chorus 2x

Come die lamers la, la, la la la la la, la la
Come die lamers la, la, la la la la la, la la

Chumps!

[AKDejaVu]

Did you just write a song about yourself?

[Shane]

Originally posted by AKDejaVu
Did you just write a song about yourself?

no, but it's a parody of the song "without me" by slim shady, aka eminem - the video was pretty cool and funny. i'm  not a big eminem fan, but his videos are kinda fun and his mockery of authority figures and popular figures is spot on sometimes.

i just changed a few words here and there. perhaps he's a little too comtemporary, here's a sampling that might be more comtemporary for you.
enjoy.

Whining here is Painful

(Theme from A*H*G*F)

Through early morning posts I see,
Fantasies of things as they ought to be,
The flames that are withheld for me,
I don't realize and I can't see...

[REFRAIN]:

That whining here is painful.
It should make me feel so shameful.
And I must beat and believe it, if it's cheese.

I try to find a way to prove,
All the BS ways that nikis move,
With that ever-present UFO groove,
But now I know that i'm a doof, and...

[REFRAIN]

The game of smack is hard to play,
I'm gonna lose it anyway.
Back in the forum I'll try to bray,
But this is all I have to post today.

[REFRAIN]

The only way to win is to try and gang,
And use some Luftweenie, sturm un drang,
And no one still gives a a dang,
For that's the only drum to bang.

[REFRAIN]

The facts they know, won't pierce my skull.
It doesn't hurt because it's bull.
But as the circle rotates to full,
The posts grow longer...until a lull, but...

[REFRAIN]

A spitwit once requested me,
to answer questions that are key.
Is it to be or not to be?
And I replied 'I'm glad you asked me!'

[REFRAIN]

'Cause whining here is painful.
It should make me feel so shameful.
And I must beat and believe it, if it's cheese.
...And you can do the same thing if you please.

and...


Kill Agains Island"

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale
A tale of a fateful blip
That started from this local host
Aboard this tiny chip
The user was a mighty flying man
His ISP reliable and sure
5 packets were sent out that day
For an internet routing tour
An internet routing tour



The internet started getting rough
The tiny ISP was tossed
If not for the courage of the peerage crew
The packets would be lost
The packets would be lost
The flyer set down on the beach of this
Uncharted desert isle

To kill again
They're dweebies, true
The boom and zoomer
And his life
The buffer staaaaaaaarr
The spit-dweeb and the stang that ran
Here on Kill Again's Isle.

<30 mins or so of humorous flights>

Now this is the tale of our flying man
He'll play for a long, long time
He'll have to shake the best of wings
Turning on a dime
He's first-rate, and slippery, too
Trying his very best
To make his enemies uncomfortable
In their hornet's nest
No vox, no stick,
No 3d art, not a single luxury
Like any unwired residence
It's primitive as can be
So join us each week my friends
And you're sure to die in a while
By the mouse-flying experten
Here on Kill Again's Isle

[Saintaw]

...You got some issues Shane, I think you need some counseling
to help your bellybutton from bouncing off the walls when you get down some...

Why Didn't ya pick that song ?