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  • Home for the Holidays Karaokee Kontest

    As announced here.
    1. Take a holiday song (from Jingle Bells to The Chanukah Song).
    2. Change the lyrics to give them a Raptors focus
    3. Either write a copy of the lyrics and post them in the forum titled: Home for the Holidays Karaokee Kontest

      OR
    4. Upload a copy of you singing the song to YouTube or a similar website post a link here
    5. Songs/Lyrics can be posted up until December 20th (Post as many songs as you like).
    6. Christopher Bond from Evil Dead The Musical will select and perform the top five songs and
    7. YOU will decide the winner! Voting will take place between Dec 21st and Dec 24th.


    First Prize:

    A pair of tickets to see a Raptors home game.

    Runner Up:

    A raptorsrepublic.com “Lower Bowl Sucks” T’shirt


    Have some fun!

  • #2
    Hmmmm .... I'm wondering if this means I should start singing in the shower more often in order to practice.

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    • #3
      WOW! Chris Bond is the Director/Composer/Creator of Evil Dead: The Musical.

      Even though I hate x-mas tunes, I'm creatively cheesy enough to write something I know Chris will like!
      RR OG

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      • #4
        Both Chris' song and Steve's tunes are hilarious. I'd be surprised if anyone could come anywhere close to theirs.

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        • #5
          Raptors Ball

          Slashing through the lane
          In their Nike Shox
          Through defenders they go
          They’re shook out of their socks
          Soles on sneakers squeak
          Making ankles snap
          What fun it is to scream “Shit’s weak!”
          And give their man a slap

          Oh, Raptors ball, Raptors ball
          Raptors all the way
          Oh, what fun it is to watch
          Jose get beat every play
          Raptors ball, Raptors ball
          Raptors all the way
          Oh, what fun it is to watch
          Banks do nothing and get paid

          Last Saturday night
          I thought I’d watch a game
          The Raps could play no D
          It seemed nothing had changed
          Their O was tight and hot
          Though it just was not enough
          Andrea’s attempt at help defense
          Resulted in a stuff

          Oh, Raptors ball, Raptors ball
          Raptors all the way
          Oh what fun it is to watch
          Antoine Wright attempt to play
          Raptors ball, Raptors ball
          Raptors all the way
          Oh what fun it is to witness
          CB4’s dismay

          Raptors ball, Raptors ball
          Raptors every night
          To find his way to the basket
          ‘Drea may need a flashlight
          Raptors ball, Raptors ball
          Raptors now and then
          Suicide rates will double
          If Bosh leaves in twenty-ten

          Hey!
          Last edited by Kapono; Wed Dec 9, 2009, 02:17 PM.

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          • #6
            I thought we were supposed to post a copy of the lyrics here? ...Nevermind.

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            • #7
              "Last Saturday night
              I thought I’d watch a game
              The Raps could play no D
              It seemed nothing had changed
              Their O was tight and hot
              Though it just was not enough
              Andrea’s attempt at help defense
              Resulted in a stuff"

              By far the most fluid stanza - and the funniest. PLus it puts Bargs in a positive light - not too shabby.

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              • #8
                I guess what kind of light Bargnani is in in that stanza depends on your definition of "stuff" :P.

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                • #9
                  That it does, indeed. didn't catch it when i read it at first.

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                  • #10
                    Happy X-mas (Toronto Raptors) - a la John Lennon

                    So these are our Raptors
                    And what have they done
                    They've spent 15 years playing
                    Losing much more than they've won
                    And so these are our Raptors
                    Losing hasn't been fun
                    They say they've been trying
                    And that the franchise is still young

                    Yes we love our Raptors
                    We're still here to cheer
                    Players come and they go
                    But Fans will always be here

                    And these are our Raptors
                    Our future looks strong
                    But we need to win in the playoffs
                    Or else Chris Bosh will be gone
                    So let's cheer for the Raptors
                    Home game wins are the key
                    This season's too important
                    So let's not give up on this team

                    Yes we love our Raptors
                    They're Canada's team
                    Let's hope this season's a good one
                    Cuz we'll need Bosh to succeed

                    And so these are our Raptors
                    Owned by MLSE
                    They tell us they've been trying
                    And so has BC
                    And so these are our Raptors
                    We want a championship team
                    We hope it'll happen
                    As fans it's truly our dream

                    Yes we love our Raptors
                    We're still here to cheer
                    Players come and they go
                    But Fans will always be here

                    Win a title, in our lifetime
                    Win a title, now

                    Happy X-mas (Toronto Raptors)
                    Last edited by James Ballswin (Realizar); Mon Dec 14, 2009, 12:35 PM.
                    RR OG

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                    • #11
                      To the tune of Jingle Bells.
                      Play this in the background for some auditory aid: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fU9d79ho6dE

                      Slashing like a pro
                      He passed up an open trey
                      Toward the rim he goes
                      But little does he know
                      Waiting 'neath the rim
                      The Big Diesel he will find
                      Making Raptor fans cringe
                      As Kid gets knocked on his 'hind

                      DeRozan fell, DeRozan fell
                      Everybody pray!
                      Oh, how we hope that he's okay
                      'Cause the future's kinda gray! (Hey!)
                      DeRozan fell, DeRozan fell
                      Not a soul thinks Bosh will stay
                      Oh, how we need a decent young piece
                      With our cap space on the decrease

                      The fans are out of their seats
                      But on the floor he lies
                      That's not a nickname, Devlin
                      It's actually a cup size
                      The Kool-Aid has been drunk
                      He is the future of this team
                      Now who will get the highlight dunks?
                      And don't say Sonny Weems!

                      DeRozan fell, DeRozan fell
                      Everybody pray!
                      Oh, how we hope that he's okay
                      'Cause the future's kinda gray! (Hey!)
                      DeRozan fell, DeRozan fell
                      Not a soul thinks Bosh will stay
                      Oh, how we need a decent young piece
                      With our cap space on the decrease

                      (Repeat)
                      Last edited by 001; Sat Dec 12, 2009, 06:29 PM.

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                      • #12
                        Santa Claus is coming to town

                        You better start to win,
                        You better not suck.
                        Better not grin,
                        I'm telling you Canuck.
                        Chris Bosh is leaving this town.

                        He's making a list,
                        He ain't coming back,
                        Gunna find out that Toronto is wack.
                        Chris Bosh is leaving this town.

                        He sees DWade in Florida,
                        He knows New York will try,
                        He knows Texas is home and safe,
                        So be ready to say goodbye.

                        Oh you better hope the Raps,
                        Can turn this thing around.
                        Because if we collapse,
                        Then don't be astound.
                        Chris Bosh is leaving this town.
                        Chris Bosh is leaving this town.

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                        • #13
                          To the tune of 'Deck the Halls"

                          Deck the halls with Reggie’s trophies
                          Fa-la-la …
                          Instead of John they’ll call you Sophie
                          Fa-la-la …
                          (When) he returns you’ll be in trouble
                          Fa-la-la la-la-la …
                          (He’ll) reach right through and take a double
                          Fa-la-la-la-la …

                          While he roams there on the sideline
                          Fa-la-la …
                          Giving fashion tips if you’re blind
                          Fa-la-la …
                          (Don’t) let his smiling face now fool you
                          Fa-la-la la-la-la …
                          If he can he will de-ball you
                          Fa-la-la … …

                          When is Reggie back, we’re asking?
                          Fa-la-la …
                          (We) want to leave the Celtics gasping
                          Fa-la-la …
                          When we re-match we’ll be melding
                          Fa-la-la …
                          And maybe Pierce will leave a gelding …
                          Fa-la-la-la-la …
                          Last edited by ws511; Thu Dec 10, 2009, 07:34 PM.

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                          • #14
                            This Rift (sung to 98 Degrees - This Gift)

                            The shots aren't falling, and nothing is right
                            My eyes are bleeding watching Raptors tonight
                            And I'm not alone
                            Lose the game at home
                            We're out of luck – no pizza again

                            The night is violent
                            And clipboards break here
                            I couldn't ask for more from Chris Bosh this year

                            But I love you, Raps
                            I always will (perhaps)
                            But now I know the mojo ain't right
                            The mojo ain't right

                            'Cause I've been waiting to mend this rift tonight
                            His game is so wrong, but his words is Wright
                            It's something to hope for as long as he's gimped
                            Tonight we need some toughness (Oh, lord!) from Reggie Evans, pimps!

                            I thought he'd give us a big shot or two
                            Instead turnovers came from Turkoglu
                            But I realized
                            When there is no pride
                            There's some things that money can't buy!
                            (Oh, no!)

                            I fear the Magic, whenever they're here
                            I fear them even more with Carter this year

                            But I love you, Raps
                            I always will (perhaps)
                            But now I know the mojo ain't right
                            The mojo ain't right

                            'Cause I've been waiting to mend this rift tonight
                            His game is so wrong, but his words is Wright
                            It's something to hope for as long as he's gimped
                            Tonight we need some toughness from Reggie Evans, pimps!

                            You know I'll always be tuned to you
                            And you know I'm online on the boards, too
                            (Oh, oh yeah)
                            ACC, on the road, or anywhere
                            You know I'll be pulling my hair!

                            'Cause I've been waiting to mend this rift tonight
                            His game is so wrong, but his words is Wright
                            It's something to hope for as long as he's gimped
                            Tonight we need some toughness from Reggie Evans, pimps!

                            Waiting to mend this rift tonight
                            His game is so wrong, but his words is Wright
                            It's something to hope for as long as he's gimped
                            Tonight we need some toughness from Reggie Evans, pimps!

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                            • #15
                              You better not...

                              You better not drive
                              You better not kick
                              You better not rebound
                              That isn't our schtick
                              Not how ball is played in... this town.

                              You better not rotate
                              No talkin' on D
                              Don't get back in transition
                              Hey you passed up a three!?
                              Not how ball is played in... this town.

                              And now a word of warning
                              If you don't play like you're supposedta
                              Although it pains us to have to say,
                              We'll break your shin like Garbajosa

                              So,
                              You better not drive
                              You better not kick
                              You better not rebound
                              That isn't our schtick
                              Not how ball is played in... this town.
                              (reprise last line)
                              If you wanna do that shit, go and play in Cleveland with Lebron.
                              Whoooooa yeeeaaahhh!

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