The URI! Zone: Write My Lyrics Contest
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Authors will be revealed once voting is complete.




Entry #1: "The Effing Snow"

v.1
	Snow, I hate the snow
	when it falls on the ground
	and it stays for too many days.
	Snow, the effing sno-ow
	I shovel all the time, but it always remains.
v.2
	Sun, I miss the sun
	and all the warmth it brings
	to this cold and snowy terrain.
	Sun, the blessed sunshine,
	it takes away the cold and melts the freezing rain.
Chorus
	Outside it is too cold to play,
	it's another snow day today,
	the freakin' roads aren't even plowed.
	Will it ever be warm?
Bridge
	When the springtime fills the air,
	the birds, in song,
	and all the snow from the winter is gone.
	When it's time to plant the bulbs,
	and mow the lawn,
	we jump for joy, we waited so long.
Ending
	The effing snow,
	The effing snow,
	The effing snoooooooooooow.




Entry #2: "Who You Are"

v.1
	Who you say you are
	and what you want to be
	are not always one and the same.
	But the jury judges,
	and it is easier
	to build up a facade.
v.2
	You aren't really you
	you have a costume
	So you can always fulfill a role.
	Two can be confusing,
	So just abandon who you really think you are.
Chorus
	Believe in the lies that you weave,
	Hear yourself as a sounding board
	And don't expect them to give,
	they can only receive.
Bridge
	All they want is to see you fit in, the same,
	You're wasting time having one in reserve.
	Drop your baggage by the road, and live the lie,
	You'll be the same, you'll even survive.




Entry #3: "Shac's Lamentable"

v.1
	News, it came like rain,
	that ten days would be more like a three month globetrot, for him.
	News, I dare not be-lieve,
	but we did always know, that he was ver-y weird.
v.2
	In-troverted, true.
	But even for him this was a bit of a stretch. Oh my.
	Truck, and trumpets tra-ded,
	all this for one more shot, to be the Shac we know.
Chorus
	Oh why, did he move way out there...
	to the land they call Is-ra-el?
	With all those bombs and sandy things,
	will he ever come back?
v.3
	No more antics now,
	with ja-son chris-ley, and how he had a girl in the butt.
	No more Kelley rib-bings,
	about how his house stinks
	like moth balls on your mom.
Bridge
	And what of Blue Ribbons now?
	For us... For them?
	Do they not mean as much as they once did?
	It's not like we even know,
	what hem-is-phere
	it could be near or not too far from.
Ending
	or will he stay,
	so over there,
	in Is-ra-el?




Entry #4: "Winter in NOVA"

v.1
	Wintertime is here,
	And for the Northern  Virginians
	It's the worst time of year.
	Everybody's waiting
	To hear the media predict a chance of snow.
v.2
	Wind and freezing rains,
	And Metro's saying that they will
	Probably stop the trains.  
	Roads are getting slippery,
	And on the highways all the traffic's ceased to flow.  
Chorus
	Let it snow, let the icicles grow,  
	For I telecommute, you see; 
	I'm in pajamas, drinking tea,
	And I don't have to go...
	Out in the snow.
	I needn't go
	Out in the snow.  
Bridge
	If it snows, then panic rules,
	They close the schools,
	And OPM shuts the government down;
	But the average working guy
	Still has to try
	To start his car and drive into town.  




Entry #5: Cat Fight

v.1
	Win, you know she'd win,
	I mean that Booty would always beat another feline.
	Just to see a cat fight,
	The odds are twenty-two to one that she will win.
v.2
	Dogs, she'd beat the dogs
	Because the dogs, you know, are more pussy than a pussy-
	cat. It's not a contest. 
	Booty would kick some boo-ty in the ring tonight.
	
Chorus
	Because Booty would always win,
	She would win against Chompy and
	Baylee and Kitty a-and Lake,
	A macabre mistake!
Bridge
	Put a blindfold on her face, what a disgrace,
	She still would win and demolish with haste.
	Tie an arm behind her back
	A hand-i-cap.
	If you can fi-gure out how cats bend.
Ending
	Booty would win.
	Booty would win.
	Booty would win.