The Hacker Song Thread
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Hyles' Haters
Sang to the tune of Maneater by Hall and Oats
They only come out at night
The liberal and worldly type
Nothing is new
I've read their posts before
Watching and waiting
Ooh, they're posting with you
But their KJV is on the floor
(Oh-oh here they come)
Watch out Hacker
They'll chew you up
(Oh-oh here they come)
Their Hyles' haters
(Oh-oh here they come)
Watch out Hacker
They'll chew you up
(Oh-oh here they come)
They're Hyles' Haters
I wouldn't if I were you
I know what they can do
They're deadly man
And they could really rip your thread apart
Ooh, the KJV is there
But the NIV is in their heart
Chorus
Sang to the tune of Maneater by Hall and Oats
They only come out at night
The liberal and worldly type
Nothing is new
I've read their posts before
Watching and waiting
Ooh, they're posting with you
But their KJV is on the floor
(Oh-oh here they come)
Watch out Hacker
They'll chew you up
(Oh-oh here they come)
Their Hyles' haters
(Oh-oh here they come)
Watch out Hacker
They'll chew you up
(Oh-oh here they come)
They're Hyles' Haters
I wouldn't if I were you
I know what they can do
They're deadly man
And they could really rip your thread apart
Ooh, the KJV is there
But the NIV is in their heart
Chorus
All to Jackie-boy, I surrender...
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This old man
He got saved
He caught fire, and his pastor gave
A trip to Hammond , to cram in at the back
Now He's on his way to HAC.
This old gal
Trusted Christ
Then she got some sage advice
From her Sunday school teacher
Who had given her the tract
Now she's on her way to HAC.
20 years
Have gone by
Servin Jesus makes time fly
They told their Teen to stay on the right track
Youth Conference , and on to HAC.
Anishinaabe
He got saved
He caught fire, and his pastor gave
A trip to Hammond , to cram in at the back
Now He's on his way to HAC.
This old gal
Trusted Christ
Then she got some sage advice
From her Sunday school teacher
Who had given her the tract
Now she's on her way to HAC.
20 years
Have gone by
Servin Jesus makes time fly
They told their Teen to stay on the right track
Youth Conference , and on to HAC.
Anishinaabe
"The problem is all inside your head", Bob said to me
The answer is easy if you think it logically
I'd like to help you in your struggle to be Me
There must be fifty more Bob Gray's
Bob said it's always been my habit to intrude
Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued
But I'll repeat myself, at the risk of being rude
There must be fifty more Bob Gray's
Fifty more Bob Gray's
I'll stab you in the back, Jack
You'll need my plan, Stan
I'll never be coy, Roy
Always thinking about me
Buy another bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Only listen to me, Lee
Always thinking about me
The answer is easy if you think it logically
I'd like to help you in your struggle to be Me
There must be fifty more Bob Gray's
Bob said it's always been my habit to intrude
Furthermore, I hope my meaning won't be lost or misconstrued
But I'll repeat myself, at the risk of being rude
There must be fifty more Bob Gray's
Fifty more Bob Gray's
I'll stab you in the back, Jack
You'll need my plan, Stan
I'll never be coy, Roy
Always thinking about me
Buy another bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Only listen to me, Lee
Always thinking about me
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HACker Tradition
Good ole' Baptist HACkers
Have always been a real close family
But lately some of my brethren
Have disowned a few others and me
I guess that it's because
I kinda changed my direction
And shucks, I guess I went
And broke the HACker tradition
They get on me want to know
Brother, why don't you preach?
And why don't you win souls?
Why must you pepper
The sermons with holes?
Over and over
Everybody hates my disection
So if my shoes aren't toed I'm not carryin' on
An old HACker tradition
I am very proud
Of my Preacher's name
Although his kind of haircut
And mine ain't exactly the same
Stop and think it over
Put yourself in my position
If I don't ride the bus at night
To keep a HACker tradition
Brother, why don't you preach?
And why don't you win souls?
Why must you pepper
The sermons with holes?
If I hit the movies Sunday night
Some critics trying to give me some friction
I say leave me alone now that my cover is blown
I hate that HACker tradition
Brother I have rode some buses
And I once held the dream
And they both tried to kill me
In 1983
When my doctor asked me
"Son, how'd you get in this condition?"
I said all Hyles knows, I'm just carryin' on
'Gainst the HACker tradition"
Brother, why don't you preach?
And why don't you win souls?
Why must you pepper
The sermons with holes?
Stop and think it over
And try not to take a bite of my gerkin
If my lib'rul views get me abused
It's cuz I left the HACker tradition
Good ole' Baptist HACkers
Have always been a real close family
But lately some of my brethren
Have disowned a few others and me
I guess that it's because
I kinda changed my direction
And shucks, I guess I went
And broke the HACker tradition
They get on me want to know
Brother, why don't you preach?
And why don't you win souls?
Why must you pepper
The sermons with holes?
Over and over
Everybody hates my disection
So if my shoes aren't toed I'm not carryin' on
An old HACker tradition
I am very proud
Of my Preacher's name
Although his kind of haircut
And mine ain't exactly the same
Stop and think it over
Put yourself in my position
If I don't ride the bus at night
To keep a HACker tradition
Brother, why don't you preach?
And why don't you win souls?
Why must you pepper
The sermons with holes?
If I hit the movies Sunday night
Some critics trying to give me some friction
I say leave me alone now that my cover is blown
I hate that HACker tradition
Brother I have rode some buses
And I once held the dream
And they both tried to kill me
In 1983
When my doctor asked me
"Son, how'd you get in this condition?"
I said all Hyles knows, I'm just carryin' on
'Gainst the HACker tradition"
Brother, why don't you preach?
And why don't you win souls?
Why must you pepper
The sermons with holes?
Stop and think it over
And try not to take a bite of my gerkin
If my lib'rul views get me abused
It's cuz I left the HACker tradition
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The HACker Man
It's nine o'clock on a Sunday
the regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
With Binaca drops there on his chin.
He says, Son can you quote me a sermon now
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When my wife got that run in her hose.
La la la de de da
la la lade da da dum
Chorus:
Preach to us now, you're the HACker Man
Preach us a sermon tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for testimony
And you've got to make our hearts right
Now John on the front pew's a friend of mine
He saves me my seats for free
And he's quick with a joke though not good with the soap
But this is someplace that he likes to be
He says Bill, I believe there's a fire in me
As the smile ran away from his face
Well I'm sure that I could be a preaching star
If I could get out of this place
Oh, la la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Now Paul is a real good bus captain
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talking with Davy who's still in the navy
To introduce to him HAC-life
And the organist is playing at circus pace
And the ushers their jackets are gold
Yes, they're sharing a spot in this Hammond place
But it's better than just staying home
Preach to us now, you're the HACker Man
Preach us a sermon tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for testimony
And you've got to make our hearts right
It's a pretty good crowd for a Sunday morn,
And the bodyguard gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's "Preech" they've been coming to see
To forget about life for awhile.
And the organ it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like Old Spice
And they sit in the aisle and "Amen!" and smile
And say "Brother, this sermon is nice!"
La la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Preach to us now, you're the HACker Man
Preach us a sermon tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for testimony
And you've got to make our hearts right
It's nine o'clock on a Sunday
the regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
With Binaca drops there on his chin.
He says, Son can you quote me a sermon now
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When my wife got that run in her hose.
La la la de de da
la la lade da da dum
Chorus:
Preach to us now, you're the HACker Man
Preach us a sermon tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for testimony
And you've got to make our hearts right
Now John on the front pew's a friend of mine
He saves me my seats for free
And he's quick with a joke though not good with the soap
But this is someplace that he likes to be
He says Bill, I believe there's a fire in me
As the smile ran away from his face
Well I'm sure that I could be a preaching star
If I could get out of this place
Oh, la la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Now Paul is a real good bus captain
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talking with Davy who's still in the navy
To introduce to him HAC-life
And the organist is playing at circus pace
And the ushers their jackets are gold
Yes, they're sharing a spot in this Hammond place
But it's better than just staying home
Preach to us now, you're the HACker Man
Preach us a sermon tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for testimony
And you've got to make our hearts right
It's a pretty good crowd for a Sunday morn,
And the bodyguard gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's "Preech" they've been coming to see
To forget about life for awhile.
And the organ it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like Old Spice
And they sit in the aisle and "Amen!" and smile
And say "Brother, this sermon is nice!"
La la la de de da
la la de de da da dum
Preach to us now, you're the HACker Man
Preach us a sermon tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for testimony
And you've got to make our hearts right
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Norefund said:
I agree that these are good, but I really have no idea what these songs are "take offs" from. Can someone spell it out for those of us who are clueless. Maybe I'm the only one???
Lone Ranger said:
Reply #1: identified as Maneater, by Hall and Oats.
Reply #2: I Surrender All, common altar call
Reply #4: This Old Man, children’s song
Reply #5: 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover, by Paul Simon.
Reply #7: Family Tradition, by Hank Williams
Reply #9: The Piano Man, by Billy Joel
Yeah, I knew them all. Call me worldly... ;D
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HACkers Just Wanna Get One.
(To the tune of Cindi Lauper's 'Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun')
Get up, before morning light
Go through my prayer list
Do everything right
My goal is to be a fortunate son
HACkers, they wanna get one
Oh HACkers just wanna get one.
Phone Rings,
I answer it Right:
Are ya 100% sure ya have Eternal Life?
Takin advantage of whoever just rung
Cuz HACkers, they gotta get one
Oh HACkers just wanna win one
It's all they really want
Win One
When the calling on Saturday' s done
A HACker has to have won.
Oh HACkers just wanna get one.
Some Boys take a beautiful girl,
And she drags them strait out into the World
I plan to be the one who walks with The Son
Oh God, I hope I get one
Oh HACkers just wanna get one
One, HACkers,
wanna get one,
HACkers,
That's all they really wa-a-ant
Is Souls Wo-o-on
They be eatin leftovers, when wedding day comes,
Cause HACkers, they didn't get one,
Oh HACkers just wanna get one.
Anishinaabe
(To the tune of Cindi Lauper's 'Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun')
Get up, before morning light
Go through my prayer list
Do everything right
My goal is to be a fortunate son
HACkers, they wanna get one
Oh HACkers just wanna get one.
Phone Rings,
I answer it Right:
Are ya 100% sure ya have Eternal Life?
Takin advantage of whoever just rung
Cuz HACkers, they gotta get one
Oh HACkers just wanna win one
It's all they really want
Win One
When the calling on Saturday' s done
A HACker has to have won.
Oh HACkers just wanna get one.
Some Boys take a beautiful girl,
And she drags them strait out into the World
I plan to be the one who walks with The Son
Oh God, I hope I get one
Oh HACkers just wanna get one
One, HACkers,
wanna get one,
HACkers,
That's all they really wa-a-ant
Is Souls Wo-o-on
They be eatin leftovers, when wedding day comes,
Cause HACkers, they didn't get one,
Oh HACkers just wanna get one.
Anishinaabe
Sung to "There Was an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly..." I'm not a HACker, so I might not have gotten the nuances quite right. And the meter is off a bit in places. I admire those of you who got it just right. It's harder than it looks! Anyway, my apologies in advance...
There was a young HACker who followed a man. I don’t know why he followed the man. He was a fan!
There was a young HACker who swallowed a lie. It tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker who worked a bus route. Many long hours he was out. He worked the route and swallowed the lie that tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker who graduated. But his diploma barely rated. He graduated while working his route. Many long hours he was out. He worked the route and swallowed the lie that tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker who started his life. He got a job and found a wife. He found his wife after graduation, but his degree was an imitation. He graduated while working his route. Many long hours he was out. He worked the route and swallowed the lie that tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker who began to see that things were not what they seemed to be. He began to see after he started his life, when he got a job and married his wife. He found his wife after graduation, but his degree was an imitation. He graduated while working his route. Many long hours he was out. He worked the route and swallowed the lie that tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker, lie now repented, seeking the truth like it’s newly minted. He seeks the truth to redeem the lie that he believed in times gone by. He realized the lie when he started his life, after he found a job and married his wife. His mentor died, a replacement was named. The cause of Christ this man shamed. But Satan’s plan to deceive fell flat, because God’s Holy Word answered that. Follow Me, He says in His Word. A different path is completely absurd.
Our dear HACker, Christ only he follows…managawd lies he no longer swallows.
There was a young HACker who followed a man. I don’t know why he followed the man. He was a fan!
There was a young HACker who swallowed a lie. It tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker who worked a bus route. Many long hours he was out. He worked the route and swallowed the lie that tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker who graduated. But his diploma barely rated. He graduated while working his route. Many long hours he was out. He worked the route and swallowed the lie that tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker who started his life. He got a job and found a wife. He found his wife after graduation, but his degree was an imitation. He graduated while working his route. Many long hours he was out. He worked the route and swallowed the lie that tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker who began to see that things were not what they seemed to be. He began to see after he started his life, when he got a job and married his wife. He found his wife after graduation, but his degree was an imitation. He graduated while working his route. Many long hours he was out. He worked the route and swallowed the lie that tickled his conscience but he didn’t know why. He swallowed the lie to follow the man. I don’t know why he followed the man, he was a fan!
There was a young HACker, lie now repented, seeking the truth like it’s newly minted. He seeks the truth to redeem the lie that he believed in times gone by. He realized the lie when he started his life, after he found a job and married his wife. His mentor died, a replacement was named. The cause of Christ this man shamed. But Satan’s plan to deceive fell flat, because God’s Holy Word answered that. Follow Me, He says in His Word. A different path is completely absurd.
Our dear HACker, Christ only he follows…managawd lies he no longer swallows.
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Division One
adapted from Kenny Loggins' Danger Zone
Revvin' up the engine
Listen to her grumblin’ roar
Captain under tension
Beggin' you to touch and go
Highway to Division One
Ride into Division One
Headin' into twilight
Spreadin' out his wingtips tonight
He’s got you jumpin' off the bus
And shovin' into overdrive
Highway to Division One
I'll take you
Right into Division One
You'll never say hello to you
Until you get it on the bus kid overload
You'll never know what you can do
Until you get it up as high as you can go
Out along the lake
Always where I yearn to be
The further on the edge
The hotter the intensity
Highway to the Division One
Gonna take you
Right into Division One
Highway to Division One
adapted from Kenny Loggins' Danger Zone
Revvin' up the engine
Listen to her grumblin’ roar
Captain under tension
Beggin' you to touch and go
Highway to Division One
Ride into Division One
Headin' into twilight
Spreadin' out his wingtips tonight
He’s got you jumpin' off the bus
And shovin' into overdrive
Highway to Division One
I'll take you
Right into Division One
You'll never say hello to you
Until you get it on the bus kid overload
You'll never know what you can do
Until you get it up as high as you can go
Out along the lake
Always where I yearn to be
The further on the edge
The hotter the intensity
Highway to the Division One
Gonna take you
Right into Division One
Highway to Division One