Sharp Dressed Man

Year: 2002

Right Now

From: Van Halen & NoBull
Date: 1/6/02

Don't wanna wait til Daytona, .....
Why put it off another day?.....
One more walk through problems,....
Built up, and nothing stands in Jims way ,ah....
One step ahead, one more car behind Jim...
Now Jim doesn’t have to run to stay even .....
Make future plans, don't think about yesterday, hey .....

C'mon turn, turn this thing around ....
Right now, hey ....
It's the Target ride.....
Right now,....
C’mon, it’s everything .....
Right now,.....
Catch a magic moment, do it .....
Right here and now....
It means everything ....

Its A Beautiful Day

From: U2 & NoBull
Date: 1/17/02

The 41 goes zoooom - shoots up through the middle lane....
There's no room - no space to get to the bottom groove....
Jim needs a little luck, and the reason that we have to cheer.....
Then Harvick is stuck, and Gordon’s not moving anywhere ....
Jim knows he found a friend to take him out of this place....
Sterling could lend a hand in return for a 1, 2, place....

It's a beautiful day - 41, and 40 are flying....
We feel like it's a beautiful day ....
Don't let it get away....

There on the track, and they have one destination....
Todd’s in the mud - in the maze he call his imagination ....
Jim loves this track, but Martin says it doesn't ring true ....
The green flags lowered, and it all right up to Jim....

It's a beautiful day ......
Don't let it get away .....
It's a beautiful day.....

Cheer for Jim - He'll take the 41 to another place....
Cheer for Jim - Show Na$car he's not a hopeless case....

See the flags there green and checkered...
See pace car right in front of you....
See the 24 car broken by the driver...
See the tow trucks clearing the 29 out....
See the Bodines fires out the left side....
See the oil fields left by the 2 car....
See the bird crap on the 88 windshield....
After k-mart folds there colors came out....

It was a beautiful day....
Don't let it get away....
Beautiful day .....

Sympathy For The Devil

From: Jagger/Richards & NoBull
Date: 1/21/02

Please allow me to introduce myself....
I'm a fan of class and taste...
I've been around for a long long year wore my Spencer T with soul and faith....
I was around when Jimmy had his moment of doubt and pain.....
Made damn sure that Carter washed his hands and tried sealed His fate...

Pleased to meet you hope you guess my name...
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game....

Stuck around Travis years when I saw it was a time for a change...
Jim drove the crap cars, and bad pit stops....
He rode a tank and held on tight...

Pleased to meet you hope you guess my name. Oh yeah....
Ah what's puzzling you is the nature of my game. Oh yeah .....

I watched the glee while Jim signed with Ganassi....
I shouted "Now we have one hell of a team"
And a Target flag for you and me...

Let me please introduce myself I'm a Spencer fan of class and taste...
And I type my opinions and song and I know you all think I'm insane...

Pleased to meet you hope you guess my name. Oh yeah....
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game. Oh yeah....

Just as every official is a criminal and some of the drivers think there, saints....
Some reporters call Jim Lucifer 'cause his mouth and mind has no restraints....

So if you meet me, have some BOC have a tee shirt and show we have taste...

Pleased to meet you hope you guess my name.....
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game ....

Start Me Up

From: Jagger/Richards & NoBull
Date: 1/21/02

When you start Jim up....
When you start Jim up he'll never stop....
When you start Jim up...
When you start Jim up he'll never stop...
He'll be running in the top ....
he got us cheering gonna blow my top...

When you start Jim up....
When you start Jim up he'll never stop...
You make a Spencer fan proud....
Spread out the oil, the gasoline...
Jim walks smooth, ride in a mean, mean machine....

Start Jim up....
When you start Jim up....
Hit on the starter give it all you got, you got, you got....
Now he can compete with the riders in the other seats....
And he'll rough it up....
If he likes the top groove he can slide it up, slide it up ....

Just make a grown fan cheer...
My eyes are wide, the flag goes green....
My hands are on the remote....
Jim drives a mean, mean machine....

Start Jim up .....
When you start Jim up....
Give it all you got....
You got to never, never, never stop....
Never, never....

You make a grown fan cheer....
Ride like the wind at double speed.....
He'll take us places that you've never, never seen....

Start Jim up....
Love the day when he will never stop, never stop....
Never stop, never stop....

Isn’t She Lovely

From: Stevie Wonder & NoBull
Date: 2/3/02

Isn't it lovely.....
Isn't it wonderful...
Isn't it precious...
Less than one minute old.....
I never thought this site would ....
Making it as lovely as it could be....
But isn't it lovely made for Jim....

Isn't it pretty....
Truly Spencer’s best...
Boy, I'm so happy....
We have been Ganassi blessed....
I can't believe what Target has done....
through them he's given a ride for one....
But isn't it lovely made for Jim....

Isn't it lovely.....
Target and Jim are the same....
Now its a Spencer fans dream .....
I just want to scream....

Isn't it lovely....
It is a dream come true...

Paint It RED

From: Jagger/Richards & NoBull
Date: 2/3/02

I see a blue door and I want it painted RED.....
No colors anymore I want them to turn to RED.....
I see the fans walk by dressed in their Racing Tees.....
I have to turn my head until the Target goes....

I see a line of cars and they're all painted peeee uuuu....
With a Bullseye and a fast car both never will be in the back ....
I see people turn their heads and quickly look out at the track....
Like that new born race car it don't happens ev'ry day .....

I look beside myself and see my hubbies dressed in RED....
I see Jimmy’s red door and it has been painted with a 41...
Maybe then Jim will race away and nascar will have to face the facts ....
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is RED....

No more will the blue car go turn into the pits....
I could not foresee this Target thing happening to Jim....

If I look hard enough into the racing track....
My fellow fans will cheer with me before the checkered' comes....

I see a red door and on the top its painted Jim......
No colors anymore I want them to turn RED....
I see the fans walk by dressed in their Racing Tee’s.....
I have to turn my head until the Target goes....

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

I wanna see it painted, painted RED.....
RED as flames, RED as Fire...

I wanna see the checkered come out from the sky....
I wanna see victory lane painted, painted, painted, painted RED
Yeah!

On The Road Again

From: Willie Nelson & NoBull
Date: 2/8/02

At the races again, just can't wait to get at the races again....
The life I love is chatt'en' an cheering with my friends....
And I can't wait to get on with racin again....
On the road again, goin' to sites that I've never been....
Seein' things that I may never see again,....
And I can't wait to get on the road again.....

CHORUS:
At the races again, like a band of gypsies we go to the puter....
We're the best of friends,.....
Insisting that the 41 be turnin' our way....
And our way, is on is on the road again....
Just can't wait to get to the races again....
The life I love is' waving checkered with my friends....
And I can't wait to get on the road again.....

Hands in the Air

From: Seger/Frost/Mitchell & NoBull
Date: 2/8/02

I've seen two time losers posting everywhere .....
Shouting and screamin', "I never was a Spencer Fan!" .....
With their hands in the air....
Hands in the air .....

I've seen bad news messengers avoiding our post....
Cheating officials twisting their hands....
With their hands in the air ....
Oooh, got their hands in the air.....
Their as guilty as the wind out on the sea .....
Affecting who we are and who Jim will be .....

There's a desperation, a real despair .....
But the good Spencer fans are starting to declare .....
I've got my hands in the air .....
Ah my hands are in the air ....

I’ve got my hands in the air and waving the checkered.....

Like A Rock

From: Bob Seger & NoBull
Date: 2/18/02

Jim stood there boldly ...
In front of the 41....
Felt like a million .....
Felt like number one.....
The height of a big man...
He never felt that strong ....
At the Rock.....

His hands were steady ....
His eyes were clear and bright .....
His walk has purpose ....
His steps were quick and light ...
And he held firmly....
To what he felt was right ....
At the Rock ....

At the Rock ,Jims as strong as he could be...
At the Rock, nothin' ever got to Jim...
At the Rock , Jim is something to see .....
At the Rock....

And he stood arrow straight ....
Unencumbered by na$car....
Of all these hustlers and their schemes ....
He stood proud, He stood tall ......
High above it all .....
I still believed in my dreams ......

At the Rock, driven arrow straight....
At the Rock, chargin' from the gate....
At the Rock, carryin' my flag....
At the Rock....

Viva Las Vegas

From: Elvis Presley & NoBull
Date: 2/27/02

Bright cars on the track gonna set my soul...
Gonna set my soul on fire....
There’s a Target car that's ready to race,....
So get spoiler up higher...
There's a thousand great Spencer Fans waitin' out there...
And they're all livin' devil may care....
And Jims just the devil with some words to spare...
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas.....

How I wish that there were more....
Than one race on a Sunday....
'Cause even if there were forty more....
I wouldn't sleep a minute away.....
Oh, there's the Target car....
and yellow freight, and the Coors light 40...
A fortune won and lost on ev'ry race...
All you need a strong green flag start...
and a nerve of steel....
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas....

Viva Las Vegas with green flag flashin'...
And your one Gordon a crashin'....
All our hopes out on the track...
Viva Las Vegas turnin' Sunday into Race day...
Turnin' Sunday into racetime...
If you see it once....
You'll never be the same again.....

I'm gonna keep on the tube...
I'm gonna have me some fun....
If it costs me my very last dime...
When Jim wins I crack open a brew....
I'll always remember that we had swingin' time...
I'm gonna give it ev'rything I've got....
Lady Luck please let the race stay hot....
Let me shout Jims a winner everytime....
Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas,....
Viva, Viva Las Vegas....

Donna

From: Richie Valens & Mark41Fan
Date: 3/5/02

I knew a girl.
And Shawna was her name.
She hit the TARGET car.
And didn’t want the blame.
Cause I love that girl.
And Shawna, was her name.

OOOOOOOOOh Shawna, OOOOOOOOOh Shawna
OOOOOOOOOh Shawna, OOOOOOOOOh Shawna

See we got turned.
Right into her lane.
But she was fixing her hair.
For her trip victory lane.
Cause I love that girl.
And Shawna was her name.

OOOOOOOOOh Shawna, OOOOOOOOOh Shawna
OOOOOOOOOh Shawna, OOOOOOOOOh Shawna

So we missed the big race.
But all is still the same.
We will pull it together.
For the love of the game.
Cause I love that girl.
And Shawna was her name.

OOOOOOOOOh Shawna, OOOOOOOOOh Shawna
OOOOOOOOOh Shawna, OOOOOOOOOh Shawna

We’re up to 30th in points.
And now were on the gain.
Oh by the way.
Has anyone seen what’s her name.
I think she hit the wall.
I bet she bent the frame.

You Better Get This Race Started

From: Pink & Timo1
Date: 3/7/02

I'm going to the front so you better get this race started
I'm going to the front so you better get this race started
Get this race started on a Sunday afternoon
Everyone says this my best change to win
As I go out for the first pace lap
Thinking how great this car is compared to last years K-mart crap
I can't wait for green flag to fly
I'm on the front row with no cars to go by
Pulling on the belts and cleaning off the tires
Here we go into turn one BOOGIED BOOGIED
DW is freaking as I go by so fast
I'm burning rubber and the field is kissing my a$$
This is why I love Winston Cup
Hey DW let's crank it up

My lead is growing more and more
I see the #26 is just riding around I wonder if that makes Joe's butt sore
As the laps click by the race is almost done
I can hear NO BULL yell and cheering That's my driver Jimmy Spencer as WON

I'm going to the front so you better get this race started
I'm going to the front so you better get this race started

I've Got You Under My Skin

From: Frank Sinatra & NoBull
Date: 3/12/02

Jims got you under your skin.....
Jim's got you out on the track with him....
So deep in your barker-lounger, that you're really a part of the team...
Jims got you under your skin....

Don't Look Back

From: Boston & NoBull
Date: 3/25/02

Don't look back....
A new day is breakin'....
It's been too long since we felt this way.....
I don't mind where we get taken....
The race is callin'....
Today is the day ....

I can see
It took so long for Jim to realize....
He's much too strong ....
And he won't to compromise....
Now we see what Jim can do and there not holding him down....
He'll turn it around .....

We finally see the dawn arrivin'....
We see beyond the dark Carter Years'....
Far away and left behind.....

It's a new horizon and I'm awakin' now....
Oh I see myself in a brand new Target Hat...
The car is shinin'....
The cars not breakin'....
'Cause Jim can't lose now, there's a new game to play .....

I can tell....
There's no more time left to criticize....
I've seen what I could not recognize....
Everything in the Target crew is leading Jim on....
and now he is strong .....

American Pie

From: Don McLean & NoBull
Date: 3/29/02

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember how...
Nascar used to make me smile.....
And I knew if the drivers had chance,....
That they could make those cars dance,.....
And maybe the fans be happy for a while......
But Bill France made me shiver,....
With every sponsor they delivered,....
Bad news on the racetrack...
I couldn't take watch one more commercial....

I can't remember if I cried......
When I read about restrictor plates.......
But something touched me deep inside,......
The day that Na$car died......

Soo..Bye, bye whip shot move....
Drove the Chevy to Daytona ....
And good ol' boys were drinking whisky and rye?.....
Singing this will be the day that Na$car died...
This will be the day that na$car died....

Did France write the book of rules....
And did he have faith in the Fans in the stands....
If the Fans tells him so....
Do you believe in the bump and go....
Can racing save your mortal soul.....
And with restrictor plates the cars go real slow .....

Well I know that you're still a fan of Jims .....
'Cause I saw you cheering in the stands....
You all kicked off your k-mart hats....
Then I dig that new Target and blues .....

Jims one of the last driven broncin' buck.....
With a new red race car and a silver team mate....
But I knew that Jim needed a little luck....
The day that Na$car died....

I started singin'...

Jimmy's Got A Car

From: Aerosmith & NoBull
Date: 4/2/02

Dum, dum, dum, Jimmy what have you done....
Dum, dum, dum, it's the sound of a new car.....
Dum, dum, dum, Jimmy what have you done....
Dum, dum, dum, it's the sound, it's the sound...
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah....

Jimmy's Got A Car....
Jimmy's Got A Car...
Na$cars whole world's come undone....
From lookin' straight at the track...
What did Ganassi do....
What did he put na$car through....

They say when Jimmy's was on the front stretch...
They found him underneath the green flag...
But man, he was comin'....
Now that Jimmy's Got A Car....
Spencer Fans ain't never gonna be the same......

Jimmy's Got A Car....
Jimmy's Got A Car...
His good rides just begun...
Now Gordon is on the run...
Tell me now it is true...
What did Sterling and Chip do....

They said when Jimmy's on the race track.....
The man has got to be insane....
They say the spell that he was under....
The lightnin' and the thunder....
Knew that someone had to stop Gordon's rain....

Drive away, drive away from the pace car....
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....

Run away, run away from the green flag....
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....
Drive away, Drive away, Drive, Drive away....

Jimmy's Got A Car.....
Jimmy's Got A Car....
Na$cars dog day's just begun...
Now everybody is on the run....
What did her Travis do...
Tried to pay Jimmy in a I.O.U.......

Just tapped Kurt easy...
And Sterling put a bullet in Jims ear...
Jim said 'cause nobody believes me...
Kurt was such a sleaze...
This web site is never gonna be the same.....

Run away, run away from the green flag....
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....
Drive away, drive away, drive, drive away....
yeah...yeah....yeah....

Jimmy's Got A Car....
Jimmy's Got A Car....
Jimmy's Got A Car....
All the other drivers are on the run...

Jimmy’s Got A Car....
Our dog day's just begun.....
Now every nuts on this site (Honey, honey what's your problem).....
'Cause Jimmy's Got A Car (He'll win and I’m right)
Jimmy’s Got A Car (Bumping Kurt was cradle robbin').....
Our dog day's just begun ......

Jimmy Went Down To Dega

From: Charlie Daniels & Timo1
Date: 4/14/02

Jimmy went down to Dega looking for a race to win
He was in a bind, he was way behind, last race he was in a spin
When he came to this track, A place he's been hot
Chip said here's your car show'em what you got
I bet you didn't know it but Jimmy won here in '94
If he had the car he has now it would be a lot more
Now these young kids got a lot of talent but give Jimmy his due
He's got the car, the talent, and the crew
They call him Mr. Excitement for a reason
He started slow but this will be his best season

Jimmy's got his car tuned and ready to race
Cuz he!!s broke loose at Dega and Sterling's set the pace
And if you win you get a trophy made of gold
So show these young punks you're not to old

Jimmy started the race on the front row
And smoke came off his tires as he went in low
As they hit the back straight they got in single file
They were all behind Jimmy and I had a big smile

Looks like the field is lining up go by
But Sterling's on Jimmy's bumper and those two fly

Jimmy's in front run boys run
Chip's on the pitbox his cars shine like the sun
Jimmy's got Sterling in tow
Laps are winding down now go, Jimmy go

Last lap and Jimmy can't be beat
Time for the field to kiss his feet
We fans have said it over and over again
We told you once you son of b!tch Jimmy's the best there's every been

Jimmy's in front run boys run
Chip's on the pitbox his cars shine like the sun
Jimmy's got Sterling in tow
Laps are winding down now go, Jimmy go

The Logical Song

From: Supertramp & NoBull
Date: 5/8/02

When I was young.....
It seemed that racin was so wonderful....
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical....
And all the drivers in there cars....
Well they'd be driven so happily...
Oh joyfully, oh playfully watchin them ....
But then they sent in Mike Helton.....
To teach them how to be sensible....
Logical, oh responsible, practical....
And they showed me a race....
Where picking the winner is so dependable....
Oh clinical, oh intellectual, cynical......

There are times when all the fans are asleep.....
The commercials run too deep.....
For such a simple fan.....
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned.....
I know it sounds absurd.....
But please tell me the lonely race fan.....

Now drivers watch what you say....
Or they'll be calling you a radical......
A liberal, oh fanatical, criminal.....
Oh won't you sign up your name....
Kurt Busch we feel you're....
Acceptable, respectable, oh presentable, a vegetable......

During the race when all the fans asleep.....
The commercials run too deep.....
For such a simple fan.....
Won't you please, please tell me what Mike Helton’s learned.....
I know it sounds absurd......
But please tell me the Na$car Fan.....

Burning Down The House

From: Talking Heads & NoBull
Date: 6/11/02

Watch out...
We might get what we’re after..
Cool T-Shirts....
We’re strange but not a stranger.....
Just an ordinary fan....
Burning up the track...

Cars tight wait till the next pit stop....
Hold tight Jims in for nasty weather....
There has got to be a way.....
Burning up the track....

Here's your ticket pack your bag:
Time for jumpin' overboard ....
The transportation is here.....
Close enough but not too far, Maybe you know where you are .....
Fightin' fire with fire ......

All here...
We don’t take to sugar coating.....
Shakedown .....
Dreams walking in broad daylight
Turn this team three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees ......
Burning up the track....

It was once upon a place sometimes.......
Jims gonna come in first place....
People on their way to this site what did you expect.....
I'm gonna burst into flame .....

Na$car rules....
S'out of the ordinary .....
That's might .....
Don't want to hurt Jack’s drivers.....
Some things sure can get swept right under the carpet.....
Burning up the track....

Coors Light Commercial

From: ? & go26car
Date: 6/14/02

I love Jimmy on TV
Shots of Gina Lee
Martinsville with my friends...
And WINS.

Jimmy loves burrito's at 4 AM
Tires that never spin
Fuel to make the end....
And WINS.

And I love it too.

Space Oddity

From: David Bowie & NoBull
Date: 6/16/02

Spencer Fans to Major Jim.....
Spencer Fans to Major Jim....
Eat your protein bar and put your helmet on......

Spencer Fan to Major Jim....
Commencing countdown, engines on.....
Check ignition and may God's speed be with you.....

(spoken)
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Green Flag.....

This is Spencer Fan to Major Jim....
You're really trying to make the grade.....
And your fans have there Target shirts on today....
Now it's time to leave the lap cars if you dare......

"This is a Spencer Fan to Target Team....
I'm stepping for the remote....
And Jims car is floating in a most peculiar way.....
And its not any different today.....

For here......
Am I sitting in a lounge chair....
Far above the rug...
Target Car is loose....
And there's nothing you can do.....

Jim is past the half way mark.......
And it seems like he is standing still....
And I think the crew chief knows which way he goes....

Spencer Fan to Major Jim......
Is the cars circuit's dead, there's something wrong.....
Can you hear me, Major Jim?.....
Can you hear me, Major Jim?....
Can you hear me, Major Jim?....
Can you....

"Here Jim is floating round my tin can.....
Far above the Groove....
Target car is loose.....
And there's nothing the crew chief can do."........

Angry Young Man

From: Billy Joel & NoBull
Date: 6/18/02

There's a place on this board for the angry nascar fan.....
With his working class ties and his radical plans....
He refuses to bend, he refuses to give,....
He's always on the board when Jim hits the wall.....
And he's proud of his scars and the battles he's lost,.....
And he likes to be known as the angry nascar fan......

Give a moment or two to the angry nascar fan,.......
With his chips in his mouth and his beer in his hand.......
He's been stabbed in the back, he's been misunderstood,.....
It's a comfort to know his intentions are good.......
And he sits in a room with keyboard in hand,.....
With his statistics and his collectibles laid out on the floor....
And he likes to be known as the angry nascar fan.......

I believe he's passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage....
I found that he just surviving was a noble fight.....
I still believe the same causes too,......
I've had my pointless point of view,.....
And life went on no matter who was wrong or right......

And there's always a place on this board for the angry nascar fan,.......
With his fist in the air and his hands on the keyboard......
So I understand that his hearts in the right place......
But his honor is pure and his courage as well,.....
And he's fair and he's true and he's interesting as hell.....
And he'll always be here as an angry nascar fan......

It's Hard To Say I'm Sorry

From: Chicago & Timo1
Date: 6/23/02

Everybody has an opinion,
I heard her say, even if their wrong.
Every Jimmy fan wants him to win
Far ahead of the pack singing a song
Hold me now.
It's hard for me to say I'm sorry.
I just want you to stay.
After all that Jimmy's been through.
Jimmy will get the 41 to Victory lane.
He promises to.
And after all that's been said and done,
You're just a part of me I can't let go.

Couldn't stand to see you go away
Just for the day
From Jimmy's Pitboard
Wouldn't want to be swept away
Far away from the fans that care.

Hold me now. It's hard for me to say I'm sorry.
I just what you to know.
Hold me now. I really want to tell you I'm sorry.
I could never let you go.

After all that Jimmy's through.
He will make it up to us.
I promise you.
And after the seasons been said and done.
You're just the fan I can't see go.

After all that we've been through.
I will make it up to you.
I promise to.

I Don't Care Anymore

From: Phil Collins & NoBull
Date: 7/29/02

Well you can tell ev'ryone that nascars a disgrace....
And I'll Drag there name all over the place......
I don't care anymore......
I’m gonna tell ev'rybody 'bout the state Nascars in....
You won't catch me crying 'cos they wont let some drivers win......
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore......

I don't care what Mike Hilton says......
I doesn’t play the same games we play. .......

'Cos I've been talking to the people that I call my friends.....
And it seems to me you think moneys is a means to and end.......
Nascar don't care anymore......
And as for me I’m gonna can sit here and bide my time.....
I got nothing to lose if I speak my mind......
I don't care anymore I don't care no more.....

I don't care what Mike Helton said.....
He never played by the same rules anyway.......

I won't be at races anymore.....
Get out of Spencer’s way....
Let him by.....
I got better things to do with my time.....
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore.....
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore ......

'Cos I remember all the times Bill France tried so hard.....
Hilton you laughed in our face 'cos you held all the cards.....
I don't care anymore.......
And I really ain't bothered what you think of me
'Cos all I want of you is just a let the working class be.......
I don't care anymore D'you hear? I don't care no more ........

I don't care what you say......
I never did believe you much anyway.......
I won't be there no more......
So get out of my way........
Let me by.......
I got better things to do with my time......
I don't care anymore......
D'you hear? I don't care anymore......
I don't care no more.....
You listening? I don't care no more......
No more!.......

You know I don't care no more!

Baby Got Back

From: Sir Mixalot & Timeless
Date: 8/07/02

*talking*
Oh my god
Bubba, look at his butt
Its so big
He looks like one of those young gun girlfriends
Who understands those young guns
They only talk to him because he looks like a total idiot
I mean his butt
It's just so big
I can't believe it's so round
It's just out there
I mean, it's gross
Look, his suit is just so black

*rap*
I hate kurts butt and I can not lie
You other drivers can't deny
That when he walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
Ya' cough up lung
Wanna throw up tough
Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the suit he's wearing
A G-string and I can't stop swearing
Oh, kurt I wanna just hit ya
And take your picture
My owners tried to warn me
But that butt you got
Make my gut so stormy
Yuck, rump of smooth skin
You say you wanna get in my dodge
Well excuse me excuse me cuz you look like a little girly

I've see you dancin'
The hell with romancin'
He's wet with sweat, cause he can't climb in my vette

I'm tired of Benny Parsons
Saying young guns are the thing
Take the average veteran and ask him that
You’re just a punk going back

So Drivers (yeah) Drivers (yeah)
Has Kurt Busch got the butt (hell yeah)
He's shake it, smacks it, rakes it, takes it, he likes to feel his butt
Kurt got back

(Dumbo ears with ugly booty)

Brickyard Boogie

From: ZZ Top & Timo1
Date: 8/8/02

I got a driver with ears like a clown,
He's the one that really lets me down.
When he boogie,
He does the Brickyard Boogie.
Well now he's Buschbaby,
Boogie woogie all race long.

I got a driver who got hit by Jimmy,
He looks kind of funny after he got that wedgey.
He likes to boogie,
He do the Brickyard Boogie.
Well now boogie Buschbaby,
Boogie woogie all race long.

I got a driver, he took a spill,
He won't win a championship, but his teammate will.
When he boogie,
He do the Brickyard Boogie.
Well now boogie Buschbaby,
Boogie woogie all race long.
Blow your top, Slap your a$$, wiggle your ears.

Those Were The Days

From: Mary Hopkin & NoBull
Date: 8/14/02

Once upon a time to cheer for drivers.....
When we used to raise a glass or two.....
Remember how we cheered away the hours.....
And dreamed of all the great things they would do....
Those were the days my friend.....
We thought they'd never end.....
We'd cheer and talk forever and a day....
We'd live the life of a fan....
We'd fight and never lose .....
For we were young and sure the drivers would have there way......
La la la la...

Those were the days, oh yes those were the days .....
Then the great races went rushing by us .....
We lost our starry notions on the way....
If by chance I'd see you at the race track....
We'd smile at one another and we'd say........
Those were the days my friend ........
We thought they'd never end ......
We'd cheer and talk forever and a day.....
We'd cheer for the driver we choosed....
We'd fight and never lose.....
For we were young and sure to have our way......
La la la la...
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days ......
Just tonight I watched a ole Richmond....
Nothing seemed the way it used to be......

Those were the days my friend ......
We thought they'd never end ......
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd cheer off our *** for what ever driver we choose.....
We'd fight and never lose ......
For we were young and sure to have our way.......
La la la la...

Those were the days, oh yes those were the days ......
Through the track there came familiar laughter....
I saw a face and heard the fans scream a name.....
Oh my friend we're older but no wiser....
For in our hearts the dreams of racin are still the same ....
Those were the days my friend .....
We thought they'd never end......

Why Can’t We Be Friends?

From: War & NoBull
Date: 8/15/02

Why can’t we be friends......
Why can’t we be friends.....
Why can’t we be friends......
Why cant we be friends.....

I’ve been a Nascar Fan for a long long time..........
I really, really remember when I cheered and cried......

Why can’t we be friends......
Why can’t we be friends......
Why can’t we be friends......
Why cant we be friends......

I seen Mike Helton walking down to Mooresville......
I called ya but he did not look around......

I pay my money to the long race line.....
I people in chase shirts standing in its a crime......

Why can’t we be friends.....
Why can’t we be friends.....
Why can’t we be friends.....
Why cant we be friends.....

The color of Jims car don’t matter to me......
As long as nascar tries to live in harmony........

I like to be nascars president......
Then I could show you how your money's spent..........

Why can’t we be friends......
Why can’t we be friends......
Why can’t we be friends......
Why cant we be friends........

Sometimes I don't type right......
But did I know what I was talking about.....
I know your working for a good ole race......
Nascar will have them stay in line....

Why can’t we be friends.....
Why can’t we be friends.....
Why can’t we be friends......
Why cant we be friends

Rock and Roll Never Forgets

From: Bob Seger & NoBull
Date: 8/19/02

So you're a little bit older and some think a lot less bolder .......
Than you used to be .....
And you can still to shake 'em down ....
And don’t you stop and think about Kurts dignity.....
So now sweet 42 turned lap thirty-one...
You get to feelin' weary when the work days done ....
Well all you got to do is get up and into your kicks ....
If you're in a fix....

Come on Jimmy....
Spencer fans never forgets .....

You better get yourself a new crew chief....
Go down to the track or the local bar.....
Check Sterlens stat papers.....
Chances are you won't have to go too far....
Yeah the rafters will be ringing cause the car is strong ....
The crowd will be swaying and cheering along.....
And all you got to do is get in into the mix ....
If you need a fix .....

Come on Jimmy....
Spencer fans never forgets......

Oh your fans still screaming go loud and lean .....
Listen to the 41 making it scream ....
All you got to do is just make that scene tonight.....
Heh tonight.....

Well now it crappy 41 turned lap thirty-one...
Feel a little tired feeling under the gun.....
Well the Chipsters out there trying to get his licks .....
The cars like turning a brick....

Come on Jimmy....
Spencer fans never forgets ......

I said you can come on Jimmy....
Spencer fans never forgets .....

The Logical Song

From: Supertramp & NoBull
Date: 8/20/02

When I was young, it seemed that nascar was so wonderful,......
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical......
And all the cars on the track, well they'd be racing so happily,
Joyfully, playfully watching them........
But then they sent Bill France away and tried to teach Jim how to be sensible,
Logical, responsible, practical........
And they showed me a race where they could be so dependable,
Clinical, intellectual, cynical......

There are races when all of us fell asleep,.....
Allen’s stupid questions run too deep.....
For such a nascar fan.......
Won't you please, please tell me what na$cars learned....
I know it sounds absurd.....
But please tell me the nascar fan........

Now watch what you say Jim or they'll be calling you a radical,
Liberal, fanatical, criminal......
Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're
Acceptable, respectable, presentable, not a na$car vegetable!.....

At night, when na$cars put us all the asleep,......
The questions run so deep......
For such a nascar fan........
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned....
I know it sounds absurd.....
But please tell me what makes Allen tick......

Don't Bring Me Down

From: ELO & NoBull
Date: 9/10/02

You got me drinken' goin' out of my mind,....
You got me thinkin' that I'm wastin' my time.....
Don't bring me down,no no no no no,
I'll tell you once more before I get off the couch....
Don't bring me down........

You wanna stay in the booth with your fancy friends.......
I'm tellin' you it's go to be the end,......
Don't bring me down,no no no no no no no no,.....
I'll tell you once more before I get the remote......
Don't bring me down.......

Don't bring me down, Bestwick....
Don't bring me down, Benny......
Don't bring me down, Wally....
Don't bring me down.......

What happened to the races I used to known,.......
Allen lets his mind out somewhere out on the planet nimrod.....,
Don't bring me down,no no no no no,.....
I'll tell you once more before I get reach for the remote....
Don't bring me down.......

Allen’s always talkin' 'bout some crazy sh!t,.....
One of these days you're gonna get it right......
Don't bring me down,no no no no no,....
I'll tell you once more before I grab the remote...
Don't bring me down.......

Don't bring me down, Allen.....
Don't bring me down, Benny.....
Don't bring me down, Wally....
Don't bring me down.......

Wally’s lookin' good just like a snake in the grass,....
One of these days Jimmy’s gonna kick your a$$........
Don't bring me down,no no no no no no no no,.....
I'll tell you once more before I grab the remote.....
Don't bring me down......

The Wall

From: Roger Waters & English Major 101
Date: 9/10/02

We don't need no Chip Ganassi
We don't need no fool's control
No dark sarcasm in our chat room
That dark-haired rookie's on our bad side
Hey, Kurt Busch,. Welcome to "THE WALL!"

We don't need no Travis Carter
We'll do just fine in the 41
Our brand new crew is "Right-on Target"
So you say we are a has-been

Hey, Kurt Busch,. How do ya like "THE WALL?"

Another Brick In The Wall, Part II

From: Roger Waters & NoBull
Date: 9/12/02

We don't need no Allen Bestwick.......
He doesn’t have any thought control.......
No dark sarcasm in the control booth.....
Allen, leave us fans alone.......
Hey, Allen, leave us fans alone!.....

All in all your like another brick in the booth.....
All in all you're just another brick in the booth...... .

We don't need no Stacker Two.......
We don't need your thought control......
No dark sarcasm in the control booth....
Allen, leave us fans alone......
Hey, Allen, leave us fans alone.....

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

From: Bob Dylan & NoBull
Date: 9/21/02

Chip, take this Target crap off of me.....
I can't use it anymore.....
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see....
I feel like knockin' on Chipsters door.....
Knock, knock, knockin' on Chipsters door....
Knock, knock, knockin' on Chipsters door....
Knock, knock, knockin' on Chipsters door....
Knock, knock, knockin' on Chipsters door....

Doug, put your air guns to the ground...
You can't shoot them anymore.....
That long black cloud is comin' down.....
I feel like knockin' on Douggies door......

Knock, knock, knockin' on Douggies door....
Knock, knock, knockin' on Dougies door.....
Knock, knock, knockin' on Douggies door.....
Knock, knock, knockin' on Dougies door.....

Randolf The Target Crew Chief

From: Johnny Marks & NoBull
Date: 9/30/02

You know Wingo and Travis and Reno and Jr,
Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen.,....
But do you recall......
The most dumbest crew chief of all? ....

Randolf the Red-Nosed Crew Chief....
Had a very shiny air gun hose....,
And if you ever saw it,.....
You could even say it glows.....
All of the other crew chiefs.....
Sit and laugh and call him names;....
They never let poor Randolf....
Join in any crew chief games......

Then one foggy Daytona Eve,....
Jimmy came to say:.....
Randolf with your air hose so bright,....
Won't you get the set up right,,,,,,
Then maybe the Spencer fans will love ya....
As they shouted out with glee.....
”Randolf the Red-Nosed crew chief,......
You'll go down in history.".......

American Pie

From: Don McLean & NoBull
Date: 11/6/02

A long, long time ago I can still remember how racin used to make me smile.....
And I knew if Jim had a chance that he could make the race car dance
And maybe we’d be happy for a while...
But Daytona made me shiver with every crap car Gannasshole delivered,....
Bad news on the race track step, Jim couldn't take one more lap,....
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his contract signed....
Something touched me deep inside, the day, the 41 died..... So...

CHORUS
Bye, bye piece of crap Dodge
Drove his Chevy to the victory and no eye was dry...
And them good ol' boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
Singin this will be the James Finch arrived
This will be the day James Finch arrived....

Gallows Pole II

From: Guthrie & NoBull
Date: 11/6/02

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while.....
I think I see Spencer fans coming.....
Ridin' many mile......
So Spencer fans, did you get some silver....
Did you get a little gold.....
What did you bring me, my dear friends.....
To keep Chippster from the gallows pole.....
What did you bring me to keep Chippster from the gallows pole....

We couldn't get no silver, We couldn't get no gold.....
You know that we're too damn loyal.....
To keep Gannassi from the gallows pole.....

Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while.....
I think I see more Spencer fans coming.....
Ridin' many mile....
Spencer Fans, did you get me some silver.....
D'you get a little gold.....
What did you bring me, my brother......
To keep Chip from the gallows pole.....

A Jamie fan, brought you some silver....
He brought a little gold....
I brought a little of everything....
To keep Chip from the gallows pole.....
Yes, he brought you to keep me from the gallows pole.....

Hangman, hangman, turn your head awhile...
I think I see the Fishgirl coming....
Riding' many mile, oh, whoo yeah....
Fishgirl, I implore you, take air gun in your hand....
Take Chip to some shady palace....
Save us from the wrath of this man...
Please take him...
Save Jim from the wrath of this man, man, man, man, man, man....

Hangman, hangman, upon your face a smile.....
Tell me that Jims free to ride.....
Ride for many mile, mile, ohhh......

Oh, yes, Jims got a fine Busch ride.....
The Yellow warmed my blood from cold.....
Chump warmed my blood to boiling hot.....
Can’t keep him from the gallows pole.....
Chips fans, he brought me silver....
Chips fans warmed my soul....
But now I laugh and pull so hard....
And see Chip swinging on the gallows pole, yeah....
Cause now I laugh and pull so hard.....
And see Chip swinging on the gallows pole.....

Swingin' on the gallows pole....
Swingin' on the gallows pole.....
Swingin' on the gallows pole.....
Swingin' on the gallows pole, whoo....

I keep swingin', I keep swingin', I keep swingin'
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
See-saw, march to that door
Oh, swing
See-saw, march to that door
Gonna swing

Swingin' on the gallows pole
Swingin' on the gallows pole
Swingin' on the gallows pole
Swingin' on the gallows pole

From: ? & English Major 101
Date: 12/9/02

Born in Spencerville
In a house made of logs,
Don't mess with'em I tell ya
They're called "Jimmy's Dogs."
Just like their owner
They're as good as gold,
But, don't make one mad
That's all I was told

Meaner than the Devil
Is what I'd be willing to bet
Oh, and just one more thing
They NEVER FORGET!

You can see them at races
In the Spring and the Fall
Their Master drives 'ol #7
Wouldn't mess with him neither if I was y'all.

One time this 'ol boy did
His name was called Kurt.
Got his big ears on TV,
And started slinging some dirt.

Said, "Jimmy's no good,
And hasn't been in a while!"
When Jimmy's Dogs got wind of this
They all started to smile.

They all started howling
In a feverish pitch.
"Come February in Daytona, Kurt...
We'll make you our B-ITCH!"

‘Twas the Night Before Daytona

From: Clement Moore & NoBull
Date: 12/11/02

'Twas the night before Daytona, when all through the track...
Not a driver was stirring, not even Ganass;...

The airguns were hung by the pit wall with care,.....
In hopes that Jimmy Spencer soon would be there;......

The children were nestled all snug in their chairs,.....
While visions of checkered flags danced in their heads;.....

And mamma in her 'yellow freight tee shirt, and I in my cap,.....
Had just settled down for a long green flag lap,

When out on the track there arose such a clatter,....
I sprang from the bark-a-lounger to see what was the matter......

Away to the window Kurt flew like a flash,...
Jim open the window net and threw up the net.

Kurts car on the breast of the new-painted wall...
Gave the luster of mid-day to objects below,....

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But 42 Drivers, and Kurt with those big ears,...

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,.....
I knew in a moment it must be St. Jim.....

More rapid than Jamie his coursers he came,...
And he whistled, and shouted, and called Ganassi a strange name;....

"Now, Moron! now, Nimrod! now, Prancer and #$%$%%son!.....
I'll pass, Sterling! and Jamie! and Ricky you'll see......

To the bottom groove! to the top of the wall!....
Now drive away! drive away! pass them all!"...

The Chipster That Stole Racing

From: Dr. Suess & NoBull
Date: 12/11/02

The Chipster hated Jimmy! The whole Nascar season!
Now please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right.
It could be, perhaps, that his wallet was too tight.
But I think the most likely reason of all, may have been that his heart was two sizes too small......

But, Whatever the reason, His heart or his wallet,
He stood there on Daytona Eve, hating the Spencer fans,
Staring down from his pit box with a sour, Chipster frown,
At the warm cheering Jimmy fans below in their town.
For he knew every Spencer Fan down in Spencer-ville beneath,
Was busy now, hanging a #7 flag.

"His new crew chiefs were hanging their airguns!" he snarled with a sneer.
"Tomorrow is Daytona! It's practically here!"
Then he growled, with his Chipsters fingers nervously drumming,
"I MUST find some way to keep Spencer Fans from coming!"

For,
Tomorrow, he knew...
...All the Spencer Fan girls and boys, Would wake bright and early.
They'd rush for their seats! And then! Oh, the Cheers! Cheers! Cheers! Cheers!
That's one thing he hated!
The CHEERS! CHEERS! CHEERS! CHEERS!.....

Then the Spencer Fans young and old, would sit down to BOC.
And they'd BOC! And they'd BOC! And they'd BOC!

Coors Light....
Baileys....
And coke for the young !!!

They would feast on hot wings, and rare roast-beef,
Which was something the Chipster couldn't stand in the least!
And THEN they'd do something he liked least of all!
Every Spencer fan down in Spencer-ville, the tall and the small,
Would stand close together, with There Yellow flags a waving.
They'd stand hand -in -hand. And the Spencer fans would start singing!

They'd sing! And they'd sing! AND they'd SING! SING! SING! SING!
And the more the Chipster thought of this Spencer fan -Sing,
The more the Chipster thought,
"I must stop this whole thing!
"Why, for almost a season I've put up with it now!
"I MUST stop Jimmy from coming!

.....But HOW?"

Then he got an idea! An awful idea!
The Chipster GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!

"I know just what to do!" The Chipster laughed in his throat.
And he made a quick James Finch hat and a coat.
And he chuckled, and chuckled, "What a great Chipster trick!
With this coat and this hat, I look just like James Finch!"

"All I need is a driver..." the Chipster looked around.
But, since drivers are scarce, there was none to be found.
Did that stop the old Chipster...? No! The Chipster simply said,
"If I can't find a driver, I'll make one instead!
"So he called down to busch teams, Jamie.
Then he took some red thread,
And he tied a big steerwheel on top of his head.

Then, he loaded some old empty sacks,
On a ramshackle golfcart,
And hitched up old Jamie.

Then the Chipster said, "Giddap!"
And the golfcart started down,
Toward the cars where Jimmy lay a-snooze in his car.

All their window nets were up.
Smell of Unical filled the air.
All the Spencer fans were all dreaming sweet dreams without care.
When he came to the #1 car little on the track.
"This is stop number one," the old Chipster Claus hissed,
And he climbed on the roof, empty bags in his fist.

Then he slid down the hood.
A rather strange sight.
But, if Jack Roush could do it, then so could the Chip.
He got stuck only once, for a moment or two.
Where the Pit Crews air guns all hung in a row.
"These air guns," he grinned, "are the first things to go!"

Then he slithered and slunk, with a smile most unpleasant,
Around the whole pit garage, he took every airgun! wrench!
And hose! gas tank! Drums! Checkerflags!
And he stuffed them in bags.
Then the Chipster, very nimbly,
Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up on the golfcart he rose!

Then he slunk to the icebox.
He took the Spencer fans' feast!
He took the hoagies! He took the chips!
He cleaned out that icebox as quick as a flash.
Why, that Chipster even took their last can of BOC!

Then he stuffed all the food up the golfcart with glee.
"And NOW!" grinned the Chipster, "I will stuff up the #$%!"

And the Chipster grabbed the Yellow flag, and he started to shove,
When he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove.
He turned around fast, and he saw a small Spencer fan!
Little Cindy-Lou Spencer fan, who was not more than two.

The Chipster had been caught by this tiny Spencer fans daughter,
Who'd got out of her seat to get a cup of cold water.
She stared at the Chipster and said, "Chipster, why,
"Why are you taking there stuff! WHY?"

But, you know, that old Chipster was so smart and so slick,
He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick!
"Why, my sweet little tot," the Chipster lied,
"There's a jammed air gun in here . So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear.
"I'll fix it up there. Then I'll bring it back here."

And his fib fooled the child.
Then he patted her head, and he got her a drink and sent her back to her seat.
And when Cindy-Lou Spencer Fan went to he seat with her cup,
He went to the golf cart.

Then the last thing he took, was the catch can from their wall!
Then he went up the golfcart, himself, the old liar,
On their walls he left nothing but hooks and some wire.

And the one speck of food,
That he left in the cooler,
Was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse.

Then, he did the same thing to the other drivers' pits.
Leaving crumbs to small for the other fans mouses!

It was a quarter past twelve.....

All the Spencer fans, still in their seats,

When he packed up his golfcart,
Packed it up with their stuff!
The airguns! The gascans! The hoagies! And beer!

Three thousand feet up! Up the side of Mt. Target,
He rode with his load to the tiptop to dump it!
"Pooh-Pooh to the Spencer fans!" he was grinch-ish-ly humming.
They're just standing up! I know just what they'll do!
Their mouths will hang open a minute or two,
Then the Spencer-ville will cry BOO-HOO!"

"That's a noise," grinned the Chipster,
"That I simply MUST hear!"
So he paused. And the Chipster put his hand to his ear.
And he did hear a sound rising over the track.
It started out low, then it started to grow...

But the sound wasn't sad!
Why, this sound sounded merry!
It couldn't be so! But it WAS merry! VERY!

He stared down at Spencer-ville!
The Chipsters popped open his eyes!
Then he shook! What he saw was a shocking surprise!

Every Spencer fan down in Spencer-ville, the tall and the small,
Was cheering! Without any BOC's at all!

He HADN'T stopped Jimmy from racing!
IT CAME!
Somehow or other it came just the same!

And the Chipster, with his Chipsters-feet ice cold in the cooler,
Stood puzzling and puzzling:
"How could this be so?
"It came without airguns! It came without hoses!
"It came without hoagies, chips or wings!
" And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzle was sore.
Then the Chipster thought of something he hadn't before!
"Maybe a Spencer Fan," he thought, "doesn't come from a store,
”Maybe being a Spencer Fan....perhaps.....means a little bit more!"

And what happened then....?
Well....in Spencer-ville they say,
That the Chipster small heart, grew three sizes that day!
And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light,
And he brought back the air guns! and the food and the feast!

Merry Christmas to all....

The Christmas Song

From: Torme/Wells & NoBull
Date: 12/15/02

Chips nuts roasting on an open fire....
Chris is ripping out all the phones.......
Set ups being wrote by a nimrod....
And crews dressed up in Target clothes....
Everybody knows a loose car and some decent tires...
Help to make the season bright.....
New crew chief with his eyes all aglow....
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.....

They know that Chipsters on his way.....
He's bringing lots of pink slips and goodies on his golf cart....
And makes every nascar rookie cry .....
To see if less air really know how to make a car fly....

And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To Jamie, Chris and Sterling too....
Although it's been said many times, many ways
Cut your phone lines. Won't you

Kurt Busch the Big-Eared Racer

From: Johnny Marks & Zippy
Date: 12/17/02

Kurt Busch the big-eared racer,
Had a mouth that wouldn't stop.
And when you ever heard it,
You'd know his head was full of rocks.

All of the other drivers,
He’d laugh and call them names.
He'd never let up ever,
Going after the one named James.

Then one foggy racing eve,
Jimmy came to say:
"Busch there's one thing you can bet,
Jimmy Spencer doesn't forget!"

Then all the Spencer fans cheered,
As they shouted out with glee:
"Kurt Busch the big-eared racer,
Your arse is history!"

All I Want For Christmas Is You

From: Carey,/Afanasieff & NoBull
Date: 12/17/02

I don't want a lot for Christmas...
There's just one thing I need...
I don't care about presents...
Underneath the Christmas tree....
I just want to know for sure....
More than you could ever know....
Make my wish come true....
All I want for Christmas is the #7 true....

I don't want a lot for Christmas....
There is just one thing I need....
I don't care about presents .....
Underneath the Christmas tree....
I Jim needs to hang his helmet.....
There upon a car....
Santa Claus won't make me happy....
With announcement on Christmas day....
I just want to know if its true....
More than you could ever know....
Make my wish come true.....
All I want for Christmas is Jimmy in the 7 car...
Yo Janski....

I won't ask for much this Christmas....
I won't even wish for a brew....
I'm just gonna keep on waiting....
Here at the puter screen....
I won't make a list and send it.....
To the North Pole for Saint Nick...
I won't even stay awake to...
Hear the magic web site click....
'Cause I just want the announcement here tonight....
Holding on to me so tight.....
What more can I do....
Spencer fans all I want for Christmas is the #7 True...

I Saw Spencer Wreck The #41

From: Tommy Connor & English Major 101
Date: 12/18/02

I saw Spencer wreck the #41
Right in front of Chip Ganassi's eyes.
Chippie didn't have a clue
What 'ol Jim was 'bout to do
And the folks at Target jumped and screamed and shouted, "What'd ya do?"

Then I saw Jimmy slam poor 'ol Kurtsie Busch
Underneath the seats at Rockingham
Kurt cried till he was wet
Jim said, "You know I'd never forget,
Now flap your ears instead of your mouth, or I'll do it all over again!"

CHORUS:
What a laugh Jim's fan enjoyed
Seeing Kurt "the big-eared boy"
Eatin' crow at Rock-ing-ham!

Go Tell It On Jayski.com

From: Traditional & Zippy
Date: 12/19/02

While Spencer fans kept their watchin'
O'er silent internet sites,
Just waitin' and hopin'
That things would be alright.

CHORUS:
Go, tell it on Jayski.com
Over the net and everywhere.
Go tell it on Jayski.com
That Jimmy's got a new ride.

The fans feared and trembled
We'll not be Daytona bound,
And, if that would happen
We'll all be wearin' a frown.

CHORUS

Down in a lowly race shop
There set the car #7,
And if Jimmy gets it
We'll all be in 7th heaven.

CHORUS

We keep right on waitin'
Thru both night and day,
And when we see it posted
We'll all shout out "HOORAY!"

CHORUS

Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!

From: James Pierpont & Zippy
Date: 12/19/02

Dashin' round the track
In a stock car painted black,
Thru the turns it goes
Leading by a nose.

The fans are on their feet
No one is in their seat,
They all let out a roushin' cheer
'Cause racin' season here! OH.....

CHORUS:
Vroom, vroom, vroom!
Vroom, vroom, vroom!
Hear those horses sing!
Oh what fun I would have
If I could drive that thing!

Vroom, vroom, vroom!
Vroom, vroom, vroom!
Hear those horses sing!
Oh what fun I would have
If I could drive that thing!

There's bumpin' and there grindin'
Crew chiefs have start their whinin',
Come on let's get real
It's just a racin' deal.

Sheet metal will get dinged
It's one of those racin' things,
Kurt Busch is havin' a hissy fit
'Cause Spencer didn't forget! OH....

CHORUS

Let Him Go

From: Cahn/Styne & Racingirl
Date: 12/20/02

Oh, the Chipster inside is frightful,
And firing him so delightful,
And since he can be so low
Let him go! Let him go! Let him go!
It doesn't show signs of stopping,
As tires keep on a’popping,
With his radio turned down low,
Let him go! Let him go! Let him go!

When he’s finally out of sight,
How we'll cheer from night to morning!
It will be with immense delight,
To see him take a horning!

Oh, the Chipster is slowly dying,
And, yes, we're still good-bying,
And as much as we hate him so,
Let him go! Let him go! LET HIM GO!!!

Mr. Chip

From: Dr. Suess & NoBull
Date: 12/19/02

You're a mean one, Mr. Chip
You're a mean one, Mr. Chip.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Chip.

You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.

You're a monster, Mr. Chip.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Chip.

I wouldn't touch you, with a
Thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.

You're a vile one, Mr. Chip.
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile.
Mr. Chip.

Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crocodile.

You're a foul one, Mr. Chip.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Chip

The three words that best describe you,
Are, and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk."

You're a rotter, Mr. Chip.
You're the king of sinful sots.
Your heart's a dead tomato splot
With moldy purple spots,
Mr. Chip.

Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing
With the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
Rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.

You nauseate me, Mr. Chip.
With a nauseous super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked horse.
Mr. Chip.

You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Season

From: Martin/Blane & Racingirl
Date: 12/20/02

Have yourself a merry little season,
Hope your car’s not tight.
From now on,
The Chipster will be out of sight.

Have yourself a merry little season,
We’re glad you’ve had your say,
From now on,
Your troubles will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Spencer friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Through the years
We all have been together,
Through the ups and downs
You’re a shining star
And Chip’s a big ‘ol sow
So have yourself
A merry little season now

Don’t Mess Around With Jim

From: Jim Croce & NoBull
Date: 12/21/02

Ganassi got it's hustlers....
James Finch got his bums...
This ole fans got Big Jim Spencer...
He's a fast driven son of a gun...
Yea, he big and fun as a man can come...
And he stronger than a country hoss....
And when the Phoenix Racing all get together at night...
You know they all call big Jim Boss ... just because ...
And they say ...

CHORUS:
You don't tug on Superman's cape....
You don't spit into the wind....
You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger....
And you don't mess around with Jim....

Jimmy Got Stabbed In The Back By A Car Owner

From: Randy Brooks & Timo1
Date: 12/22/02

Jimmy got stabbed in the back by a car owner
Racing for wins and driving hard.
You can say there's no such thing as The Grinch,
But as for me and NoBull, we believe.

He'd been driving fast and passing cars,
And we'd cheered as we watched him go.
But a few times the car broke,
One thing was for sure on Saturday Jimmy was never slow.

When they found him in the garage,
At the scene of the attack.
There were boot prints on his forehead,
And incriminatin' Yellow dagger in his back.

Jimmy got stabbed in the back by a car owner
Racing for wins and driving hard.
You can say there's no such thing as The Grinch,
But as for me and Zippy, we believe.

Now were all so proud of Jimmy,
He's been takin' this so well.
See him there work on a deal for next year,
Talking to owners and sponsors, by the way Finch and Chip go to H#ll.

It's not NASCAR season without Jimmy on the track.
All his fans dressed in Yellow.
And we just can't help but wonder:
Why are these to owners trying so hard to SCREW this fellow?

Jimmy got stabbed in the back by a car owner
Racing for wins and driving hard.
You can say there's no such thing as The Grinch,
But as for me and Fishgirl, we believe.

Now the BOC is in the cooler
And the Chips are on the plate.
We have the TV turned to FOX,
But NASCAR or Busch without Jimmy we would HATE.

We've watched Jimmy over the years.
A better driver there is not.
Those 2 owners better lookout,
Because treatment like this will not soon be FORGOT.

Jimmy got stabbed in the back by a car owner
Racing for wins and driving hard.
You can say there's no such thing as The Grinch,
But as for me and Ftw_Spen_Fan, we believe.

I Need To Know

From: Tom Petty & NoBull
Date: 12/27/02

Well the talk on the site....
Says you might go solo .....
A good friend of mine ....
Says you leavin' by the back door....
I need to know(I need to know) ....
I need to know(I need to know).....
If the 7 cars real....
Then you better say so ....
I need to know(I need to know) ......
I need to know(I need to know) .....
Because I don't know how long ....
I can hold on ....
And if your makin' me wait .....
If you're leadin' me on .....
I need to know(I need to know).....
I need to know(I need to know) ......

Who woulda thought .....
That Finch would fall for Chumps line ......
All of a sudden it's......
Jim on the outside .....

I need to know(I need to know) ......
I need to know(I need to know) ......
If the 7 cars for real.....
Then you better say so ....
I need to know(I need to know) .....
I need to know(I need to know) .....
Because I don't know how long
I can hold on ......
And if your makin' me wait .....
If you're leadin' me on .....
I need to know(I need to know) .....
I need to know(I need to know)......

I need to know(I need to know)
I need to know(I need to know)
If the 7 rides real
Then you better say so
I need to know(I need to know)
I need to know( I need to know)
Because I don't know how long
I can hold on
And if your makin' me wait
If there leadin' me on
I need to know(I need to know)
I need to know(I need to know)