Someone’s messing with us. :eek:
So? Mess 'em back.
You messin’ with me? Punk!
Do I feel lucky? Well, do you, punk?
I don’t have to ask a question!
SOMEBODY gets it! 
Everybody wants some; I want some too!
And the cradle shall rock!
Well, the wind is blowing pretty wildly here, right now.
Ride the Wind
Gone with the Wind
Racism
zip-a-dee-doo-dah
Some time when the crew is up against it, and the breaks are beating the boys, tell them to get out there and give it all they got and win just one for the Zipper.
Ah yes, I remember, I had lasagna.
But I only had a salad.
I remember my salad days.
But most of all, I remember mama.
I can’t see you Mama, but I can hardly wait.
When you’re good to Mama, Mama’s good to you.