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Repossessed
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There once was a brilliant, talented rock band. But one day, they released an album that was pure crap. "What went wrong?" hardcore fans lamented. So the band explained...
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Zong of the Week is a group of musicians who have pledged to create a new funny song each week. Our zongs range from political satire to just plain silliness.
is a project with a simple goal: to create a new funny song every week. The Zong of the Week creative team has pledged to provide a steady supply of satirical and silly songs for your entertainment. and also at our website, .
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Genre
Podcasts • Comedy
Charts
Peak #804
Peak in subgenre #176
Author
Paul Nordquist
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zongoftheweek.com
Uploaded
June 29, 2004
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
This is the Zong of the Week for June 27, 2004.
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"Hey guys, this is sad How could you even release this crap? You used to be the brightest stars in the world Now you're dim and you're not even on the map Now you're just plain bad Love, Rockboy999" And the next six hundred messages concurred The home page went blank Except in the corner, this blinking word: Sorry, sorry We tried, we did our best But things fell to pieces When our talent was repossessed It isn't that we're drugged out Or doped up or depressed But our muse packed up and left us And our musical fire was repossessed Didn't pay on time Yeah, someone fell a bit behind The repo man didn't ring the bell He walked right in the door and robbed us blind But here's the real crime: We had to pilfer through our previous creations In lieu of inspiration To salvage the production of this latest Far-from-greatest compilation Sorry, sorry We tried, we did our best But things fell to pieces When our talent was repossessed It isn't that we're drugged out Or doped up or depressed But our muse packed up and left us And our musical fire was repossessed Now we're too old to rock and roll And too in debt to call it quits We'll play soe Diane Warren hits May God have mercy on our soul Don't let us go to hell for this Things fell to pieces When our talent was repossessed We're still the same old people With the same old special guest But our muse packed up and left us And our musical fire was repossessed
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