Hells Bells! It's Week #3 already of our 8-week countdown to the first 2023 tailgate, and I'm starting to wonder whether or not we have enough stinky old material to repost, retread, and retry for the duration. My Grunts and Lackeys tell me that we do, but there's a reason why they are Grunts and Lackeys and I'm the Boss Honcho around here. Can't think of one right now, but I KNOW there are reasons for it.
We've also found that quite a few of our musical parodies have been confiscated and impounded by a fun-killing judicial system to be used as evidence in a bunch of bullcrap charges against us, like, (1) general sedition & sedation, (2) contributing to the delinquency of the human race, (3) butchering the english language for one's own pleasure, (4) butchering a classic AC/DC song for fun and pleasure (guilty as charged!), and (5) aggravated intellectual vagrancy.
But we've somehow found one that hasn't been taken against its will for this week's countdown, so until the legal system eventually buckles to the unrelenting will of Thunderstruck Makers, let's continue the festivities!
Here ....... from THE BEST OF THUNDERSTRUCK MAKERS archives (and currently on loan from the Department of Justice) ......... originally released on July 20, 2017 ........ and then straight to the top of the charts with a bullet ........ not to be used without the express written consent of someone, anyone, anyone at all at Thunderstruck Makers who can actually read and write ........ another ThM classic that was likely hard for everyone to forget for about a week or so ....... we proudly re-release and repost during our period of severe writer's performance dysfunction ........
Let There Be Thunder .................
With a dynasty just beginning.......
Back in nineteen sixty five,
fans didn't know how a tailgate goes
to bring this Herd alive.
One man had some Grain Belt,
The other man had some chips.
But neither one knew just what to do
so the turf gods dropped some hints
the voice boomed:
Let there be Grills............... and there were Grills
Let there be Tents............. and there were Tents
Let there be Flags............... and there were Flags
Let there be Rigs................ and there were Rigs
Now Let there be Thunder!!!!
<insert a Gnarly, Jammin', Bitchin', Killer Interlude here>
And over the years, it came to pass.....
That this tailgate heaven was born
in this Fargo land, where not a soul can stand
to miss a Saturday morn.
The entry line is gigantic
with nary an empty hitch
filled with logo-wraps and liquor taps
meant to scratch their gridiron itch.
With a snort of this and a shot of that
and medicinal swigs on the side
sporting Bison tees, eating what they please
grins and bellies just as equally wide.
They all yell:
Let there be Playoffs...........and there were Playoffs
Lett there be Winning............and there was Winning
Let there be Titles..............and there were Titles
Let there be Pride..............and there was Pride
Now, Let there be Thunder!!!!!
<insert another Crankin', Poundin', Bashin', Maniacal Interlude here>
One day the world caught wind of this place
With it's hundred-plus decibel Dome,
Where football was proud and the music was loud
and "Power" made it's earthly home.
"No way this can be happening!"
said the GameDay Babe once here,
but her eyes didn't decieve, as she came to believe
and she toasted the throng with a beer!
Screaming:
Let there be Great Fans...........and there were Great Fans
Let there be a "Corso".................and there was a "Corso"
Let there be Ratings...............and there were Ratings
Let us COME BACK here............and they CAME BACK here
"Now, Let there be Thunder!!!!!!!"