This song is called Mo's Restaurant, and it's about Mo's team, and the
players, and the game and thats all.
You can get anything you want, at Mo's Runover Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Mo's Runover Restaurant
Walk right in wif your roadkill sack
From the road or the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Mo's Runover Restaurant
Now it all started in August, practizing in tha hot sun. Mo wif the dauble wang and the defence. And the players all got there and wuz tolt, 'Kids, we wanna play on Thanksgiving'. And the kids said, 'Well Mo' can we go home till its gets cooler,,, and Mo' just looked at them and knew alien abduction was true.
Well them got took to the doctor fer zaminatation and they got fired up and the nurse got fired up and the doctor got fired up and they all started jumping round saying 'win win win' and running around with veins in their teef and the SRO came and pinned a governors metal on them and the doctor decreed them fit der duty and they went to the practice field and it was locked. And the doctor said, 'I am a vet'.
Well nobody ever heard of a practizing field being locked because there was nothing to steal but the grass or cement bleachers or maybe the goal posts so they clum over the fence. And the SRO showed up. And showed them the sign. And the sign said no NO TRESSPASSING. And authorized personell only. And they looked at their football playing equipment. And looked at the sign. And the SRO said kids, 'I gotta call the principal'.
Now the SRO took pictures of the sign and the of players and of himself taking pictures and they went to the office and on the principals door was a note that said, 'Gone to the beach'. And the players couldnt unnerstand how a note could say anythang.
So they walked down US semiitty to Dr 'H's house. And Dr 'H' saw them coming and he tolds his wife to answer the door. And he heard the conversation and saw the pictures and saw the uniforms and he said, 'I decree.' And his wife said, 'ok now what'. And Dr 'H' said go practice. So they all took off to the practice field and they got there and AD Earnie said the lock is still locked and I lost the key. And the kids were perplexed. Till AD Earnie said 'thats why the chain is just wrapped round the pole cause who wants to steal grass or concrete bleachers or the goal posts'. And Lemaster asted Wilson, 'well aint crossing the goal posts important, thats all Mo talks about, either crossin or keepin the others fum crossin'. And AD Earnie called UNC and had them awarded full scholarships and they e-mailed the diplomas to Earnies cell phone.
Well the SRO walked up and seen the sign and saw the players on the field and saw impliments of destruction and mayhem. And he went up to AD Earnie and said he was gonna call the DA who lives next to the practizing field and the DA walked up and said, 'its a rake'.
Well that settled all that and all was well and the season begun and the wins piled up and soon it was Thanksgiving week and Mo said on this Thursday all are invitationed to Mo's restaurant and the kids turned pale. Cause they knew that whatever got killed got grilled and whatever was left on the ground at the farmers market which included some 'glacomer medicine from Colorado' would end up in the metal pot and sock washer and would soon appear on their plate. And they looked at Austin Sykes and Fish aka 'Mongol and Cuzzin Eddie' and they knew they had a remedy. And they called Dr 'H'. Who called his wife. Who had pizzers delivered to the restaurant. And AD Earnie knew he could put it on the principals credit card. Who was still at the beach.
Ant Mo got out his guitar. And they all sang.
You can get anything you want, at Mo's Runover Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Mo's Runover Restaurant
Walk right in wif your roadkill sack
From the road or the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Mo's Runover Restaurant
AD Earnie said that was horrible. Mo said if you want to win and stuff you got to sing loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
For another twenty five minutes. I aint proud, or tired.But the fans will take it up next yer and all will sing in harmony and Jim Tom breff....
This post was edited on 11/25 9:49 AM by tatermommy