Please do not post complete lyrics to songs!

Under Euty
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Euty, posting down on me
Posting down on you, no lyrics for
Mister Euty
He burns a forum down
Splits Dopers in two
Puts people on streets
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
That’s o-kay
It’s the terror of knowing
What this forum is about
Watching Euty cut some lyrics out
Tomorrow post them higher
Euty edits people, people on streets
Doh doh doh bah bah bah bah
O-kay
Clipping around, kick my lyrics 'round the floor
These are the days you buy lyrics at the store
People on streets, people on streets
Eda di dah di dah di dah di dah
It’s the terror of knowing
What this forum is about
Watching Euty cut some lyrics out
Tomorrow post them higher
Edit all people, people on streets
Euty turned away from it all, like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don’t work
Keep posting up the lyrics
But they’re slashed and torn
Why why whyyyyy?
Eutychus laughs, under pressure we’re cracking
Can’t we give ourselves one more post
Why can’t we give lyrics just one more post
Why can’t we give lyrics, give lyrics, give lyrics, give lyrics, give lyrics
Cause lyrics have to be
In the public domain
But they’re all from Nineteen oh seven
And damn if I know any songs that date
From Nineteen oh seven
This is our last chance
This is our last chance
This is ourselves
Posting Lyrics
Posting Lyrics
Lyrics

I am fully aware that Eutychus is only doing his job and that in reality he probably couldn’t give a crap whether we post lyrics or the entire Chronicles of Narnia Expanded Edition.

But I just…can’t…stop…

99 Edited Posts

You and I in a little chat box
Post a bunch of lyrics from the web site we’ve got
Euty’s up at the break of dawn
‘Til one by one, they were gone
Back at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message, “Lyrics out there”
Floating in Cafe’ Socie
99 edited posts go by

99 brand new posts
Floating in the Cafe socie
Panic bells, it’s red alert
There’s something here from somewhere else
The Euty machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing on Cafe Socie
Where 99 brand new posts go by

99 Straight Dope Street, 99 moderators meet
To worry, worry, super-scurry
Call Eutychus out in a hurry
This is what we’ve waited for
Those are lyrics, this is war
The legal aid is on the line
As 99 brand new posts go by

99 knights of the web
With super-high-tech computers
Everyone’s a Billy Gates
Eutychus is Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify and classify
Lyrics in Cafe’ Socie
As 99 brand new posts go by.

99 posts I have had
In every one a lyrical tune
It’s all over and I’m standin’ pretty
Euty don’t deserve this please take pity
If I could find a souvenier
Just to prove the forum was here. . .
And here is a brand new post
Euty checks and lets it go. . . . .

99 copyright lyrics in the thread, 99 copyright lyrics, delete one now, toss it away, 98 copyright lyrics in the the…
OW

Once there was this kid who
Thought that posting W*peout would get him banned from using
The Cafe’ Society forum But Euty
Had more to worry about
So Already in Use
Escaped Euty’s wrath by a whisker

MMM MMM MMM MMM
MMM MMM MMM MMM

Once there was this girl who
Posted up some lyrics from a song that she knew
But when Eutychus saw it
He clipped and posted up big warning
She couldn’t quite explain it
LolaCocaCola just posted there . . . .

MMM MMM MMM MMM
MMM MMM MMM MMM

But both girl and boy were glad
'Cause one Doper had it worse than that

'Cause then there was this Mod who’s
Life was driven straight to hell by Welby1
And when Euty read the lyric posts
He shook and lurched all over the keyboard
He couldn’t quite explain it
The songs were just sooooooo baaaaad

MMM MMM MMM MMM
MMM MMM MMM MMM

Euty-chus…SUPER-star!!!

“yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah! Dum dum dum… yeah yeah yeah!”

What any song by Blink-182 sounds like… lazy ass songwriters…

I’m Still Posting

You could never know what it’s like
To post a bunch of lyrics up every night
Then Eutychus comes and takes them from you
Then posts up a big old warning telling what you can do

And did you think this fool could never win
Well look at me, I’m posting lyrics again
I got have a talent I express in a simple way
And if you don’t know why I do it well that’s okay

Don’t you know I’m still posting better than I ever did
Lyrics are for true survivors, snippets are for little kids
I’m still standing after all this time
Posting up these stupid songs to drive Eutychus out of his mind

I’m still posting yeah yeah yeah
I’m still posting yeah yeah yeah

Once I could never hope to win
Euty warned us not to post lyrics again
If you do he will take them down
And when he does he will laugh like an evil clown
But don’t you know I’m still posting better than I ever did
Lyrics are for true survivors, snippets are for little kids
I’m still standing after all this time
Posting up these stupid songs to drive Eutychus out of his mind

I’m still posting yeah yeah yeah
I’m still posting yeah yeah yeah

Euty browses Cafe Society,
With his mouse pulled way down low
Looking for Dopers posting lyrics sheets,
Delete button ready to go

Are you ready, are you ready for this?
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?
Down in the forum Euty deletes
To the sound of the beat

Another post bites the dust
Another post bites the dust
And another post gone, and another post gone
Another post bites the dust
Hey, he’ll delete you too
Another post bites the dust

How do you think I’m going to get along,
Without posting lyrics to songs
You edited every post that I had,
And then brought the forum down

Are you happy, are you satisfied?
How long can you stand the heat?
In Cafe Society Euty deletes
To the sound of the beat

Another post bites the dust
Another post bites the dust
And another post gone, and another post gone
Another post bites the dust
Hey, he’ll delete you too
Another post bites the dust

Another post bites the dust
Another post bites the dust
Another post bites the dust
Another post bites the dust

There are plenty of ways that you can hurt a man,
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him, you can cheat him, you can edit him down
Even when the board is down

But I’m ready, yes I’m ready for you
I’m standing on my own two feet
In the forum my new posts rip
Repeating to the sound of the beat

Another post bites the dust
Another post bites the dust
And another post gone, and another post gone
Another post bites the dust
Hey, he’ll delete you too

Another post bites the dust
Shoot Out!

(Not really sung to any existant song)

Hey!
You know what they say.
Lyrics are bad but parodies are okay.

It’s true.
That’s how it goes.
Just check the result of Campbell vs. Acuff-Rose.

How are Deaf people supposed to know what a song is, if one cannot post lyrics? There should
be a law :slight_smile:

I fought the mods and the mods won
I fought the mods and the mods won

And

When I take on moderators, moderators always win
When I take on moderators, moderators always win

Dopers Just Want To Have Fun

I post lyrics in the morning light
Eutychus says when you gonna live your life right
Oh Euty dear we’re not the fortunate ones
And Dopers, they want to have fun
Oh Dopers just want to have fun

I post a song in the middle of the night
And Euty yells what you gonna do with your life
Oh Euty dear you know your still number one
But Dopers they want to have fun
Oh Dopers just want to have–

Thats all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Dopers–they want to have fun
Oh Dopers just want to have fun

Some Mods take a beautiful post
And hide her away from the rest of the world
I want to be the one to Post in the sun
Oh Dopers they want to have fun
Oh Dopers just want to have

Thats all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Dopers–they want to have fun

Oh Dopers just want to have fun
They want to have fun,
They want to have fun…

:smiley:

Can Welby1 kick it?
Yes, he can!

We created a modster
Because nobody wants to say “Hi Opal!” any more they want Euty and I’m chopped liver

Some times it’s hard to be a Doper
Givin’ all your time to just one mod
You’ll have bad posts and he’ll have good posts,
Sayin’ things that you don’t understand

But when you’re postin’, you’ll forgive him
Even though he’s hard to understand
And when you read him, aww, be proud of him
Cuz after all he’s just a mod

Stand by your mod, give him two words to cling to
And somethin’ warm to come to when nights are long and lonely
Stand by your mod and show the Board you love him
Keep givin’ all the love you can
Stand by your mod

Stand by your mod and show the Board you love him
Keep givin’ all the love you can
Stand by your mo-o-d

:stuck_out_tongue:

Now I have to rework my country song.

Bastard! :smiley:

(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Modman
(Wait)
Wait Mister Modman

Please Mister Modman, look and see
(Oh yeah)
If there’s a post in your thread from me
(Please, Please Mister Modman)
Why’s it takin’ such a long time
(Oh yeah)
For you to read that post of mine

There must be some word today
Of my post from far away
Please Mister Modman, look and see
If there’s a post, a post from me

I’ve been sittin’ here waitin’ Mister Modman
So patiently
For just a note, or just a post
Sayin’ it reached the Forum from me

(Mister Modman)
Mister Modman, look and see
(Oh yeah)
If there’s a post in your thread from me
(Please, Please Mister Modman)
Why’s it takin’ such a long time
(Oh yeah)
For you to read that post of mine

So many days you passed me by
See the tears standin’ in my eyes
You didn’t stop to make me feel better
By leavin’ me a note or a post

(Mister Modman)
Mister Modman, look and see
(Oh yeah)
If there’s a post in your thread from me
(Please, Please Mister Modman)
Why’s it takin’ such a long time

(Why don’t you check it and see one more time for me, you gotta)
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
(Mister Modman)
Mister Modman, look and see

(C’mon deliver the post, the sooner the better)
Mister Modman

[sub]and welby1, I hope your country song doesn’t start by “Don’t cull my post, my silly little post…”:D[/sub]

Dopers ain’t easy to love and they’re harder to hold.
They’d rather give you a song lyric than diamonds or gold.
High speed computers and old faded mousepads,
And each night begins a new day.
If you don’t understand them, an’ they don’t die young,
They’ll prob’ly just post away.

Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be Dopers.
Don’t let 'em post lyrics to bug Eutychus.
It ain’t like they’re copyright lawyers or such.
Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be Dopers.
'Cos they’ll always stay home and bitch and moan.
After being edited by Eutychus.

Euty hates lyrics without links and copyright violations,
Euty hates Dopers who post in the dark of night.
Them that don’t know him won’t like him and them that do,
Sometimes won’t know how to take him.
He ain’t wrong, he’s just different
But his pride won’t let him,
Do things to make you think he’s right.

Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be Dopers.
Don’t let 'em post lyrics to bug Eutychus.
It ain’t like they’re copyright lawyers or such.
Mamas don’t let your babies grow up to be Dopers.
'Cos they’ll always stay home and bitch and moan.
After being edited by Eutychus.

You work for Straight Dope
you edit my posts,
cutting out the lyrics when I’m gone.
You can tell your friends
just what a fool I’ve been,
and laugh and joke about me on the phone

You can tell the forum:
Welby is a moron!
You can tell Detop “Don’t post no more.”
You can tell the Mods
It’s okay to feel like gods,
You can edit posts by the score.

But don’t cull my post,
My silly little post,
I just don’t think you understand.
'Cause if you cull my post,
My silly little post,
I might blow up and kill you, man.

You can tell MachV,
This forum’s still alive,
You can tell Capacitor “Hi Opal.”
You can tell Handy,
Post for the deaf are dandy,
He ought to give his congressman a call.

Or tell good old Uncle Cec,
tell anything you please,
myself already knows I’m not O.K.
Or you can tell my eyes
to watch out for my mind,
it might be walkin’ out on me one day.

But don’t cull my post,
My silly little post,
I just don’t think you understand.
'Cause if you cull my post,
My silly little post,
I might blow up and kill you, man.

"Don’t cull my post" portion of this song may or may not be copyright DETOP 2002

:smiley: