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This was ācomposedā the same way the results of my last visit to the bathroom was āsculptedā.
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I donāt hear a cello, no official stamp of approval without Stringworks accompaniment. @Patrick_Taylor wake up!
Wow, got James Taylor to sing it too
Oh come onā¦this is so lame. Canāt we get the (somewhat aging) Stones or Bono to come up with a tune? Something that kicks ass as we all slowly fade to black?
omg this is really sad, and really funnyā¦were you able to choose James Taylor as a style?
And thereās an original song but itās NSFW for those who are at work, DO NOT PLAY
Very cool.
Iām taking this grotesque monstrosity as a personal challenge. Give me a week, good sir.
@Jorge_Henriquez and I are calling for a rendition in early new wave/punk. Maybe like The Cure The Walk or something like that.
smart to call him out with a tag so he actually shows up for the month of April at least once
Best moderator ever! Totally earning the big cash you pay him!
Maybe a take on Billy Joelās āWe Didnāt Start the Fireā called āWe Didnāt Start the Wine Board?ā
itās giving jethro tull, but needs flute
and more cowbell
Now come onā¦you are not exactly helping the human cause with those kind of demands.
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Verse 1
In the vineyard of the web, where the grapes grow fine,
Thereās a place where enthusiasts come to unwind,
Wine Berserkers, itās the name we adore,
Where stories of vintages and bottles we pour.
Chorus
Raise a glass, letās toast tonight,
To the passion we share, under the moonlight,
From the old-world charm to the new-wave bright,
Wine Berserkers, weāre feeling just right.
Verse 2
Todd French, heās the heart, the spark and the soul,
Guiding us through every wine-filled stroll,
With wisdom and humor, he leads the way,
In the land of the vine, where we love to stay.
Chorus
Raise a glass, letās toast tonight,
To the passion we share, under the moonlight,
From the old-world charm to the new-wave bright,
Wine Berserkers, weāre feeling just right.
Bridge
From the Napa valleys to Burgundyās hills,
We travel through tastings, chasing the thrills,
Every cork popped, every story told,
In the Wine Berserkers, our hearts unfold.
Chorus
Raise a glass, letās toast tonight,
To the passion we share, under the moonlight,
From the old-world charm to the new-wave bright,
Wine Berserkers, weāre feeling just right.
Outro
So hereās to the forum, to the friends weāve made,
In the world of wine, where our dreams never fade,
Todd French and the Berserkers, we raise our cheer,
To many more bottles and another great year.
There is a poem: