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Mock your Pac-10 opponents with these fight song parodies:
The Dirty Golden Bear
(Fight for California)
The dirty Golden Bear
Is losing all his hair.
His teeth are out,
He’s got the gout,
He doesn’t know what it’s all about.
His eyes are made of glass,
He’s losing all his class,
So take your dirty golden bears
And shove them up your ass.
Big "C"
lyrics by the Stanford Fleet Street Singers
Where your name is just a number,
Where you stand in line all day,
Big "C" stands for campus housing thirteen miles away.
Golden bear is ever sleeping,
Cal is such a bore,
And when they take the field, incompetence revealed,
From his lair you’ll hear him snore.
snoring sounds in place of grrrr
Come Join the Bland
(Come Join the Band)
lyrics by the Cal Men's Octet
I am currently searching for the lyrics
Westwood High
(Sons of Westwood)
lyrics by the USC Marching Band
High up in the hills of Westwood
Sprawled offensive to the eye
Lies a Cal extension campus
Known as Westwood High. (high, high, high)
Home of all the Bruin bearcubs
UGLY is its name,
The student body’s vile,
The football team’s a pile,
And the campus is a shame.
U clap, clap, clap
G clap, clap, clap
L clap, clap, clap
Y clap, clap, clap
U - G - L – Y
EAT MY SHORTS!
The Awesome Bruins (1986)
(The Mighty Bruins)
lyrics by Cal Band members
Robert A. Collins '86 and Richard Vincent Lamb
We are the awesome Bruins
The awesome Bruin Band,
We got our awesome uniforms
At awesome Disneyland.
Our marching is, like, boring,
Our playing is, like, bland,
You cannot hear
From far or near
The awesome Bruin Band.
U clap, clap, clap
G clap, clap, clap
L clap, clap, clap
Y clap, clap, clap
U - G - L – Y
EAT MY SHORTS!
We are the awesome Bruins
The dullest in the West,
For a cure for insomnia
Our halftime shows are best.
Our marching is, like, boring,
Our playing is, like, corps,
So you can hear,
From far or near,
Our student body snore.
Foul On
(Fight On)
lyrics by the Cal Band
Foul on for old C$
Play football here, we pay the best.
We buy each victory,
Last week we bought the referee.
No need to enroll,
Education’s never our goal,
Play here.
Fight on for old $C.
The halfback wants his salary,
The ends refuse to play
Until they get a raise in pay,
No need to enroll,
Education’s never our goal,
Play here.
Fight on for old $C
We had to pay the referee,
The ends have all been fired,
They’ve been no good since they were hired
No need to enroll,
Education’s never our goal,
Play here.
That is the Only Song You Know (1991)
(Tribute to Troy)
lyrics by Cal athletes
Tracy Prout '92 and Mike Pawlawski '92
That … is the only song you know,
It’s boring and it’s slow,
We really wish you’d go…
repeat ad infinitum
Sons of Oregon
(Mighty Oregon)
Oregon your alma mater
Where the men of steel are found,
In the bushes
With the coeds
Making love upon the ground.
This goes on ‘till early morning
When the cops break up the fun,
There’ll be a military wedding
For the Sons of Oregon.
OSU Our Pants are Off to You
(Hail to Old OSU)
OSU our pants are off to you
Bottom ten football, academics, too!
We'll smoke your cigarettes
We'll screw your majorettes
OSU: screw you!
Watch the team go tearing down the field
Clods of horse manure hanging on their heels
Hell, hell, hell, hell
It's hell at OSU!
Bow Wow to Washington
(Bow Down to Washington)
lyrics by the WSU Drum Line
Bow wow to Washington.
Bow wow to Washington.
Heaven help the slobs at Washington.
They’re falling on their knees at Washington.
The boys come out to play--but only for the pay.
They’ll never sign the dotted line without a Chevrolet.
Oh subsidies the cry at Washington.
They never win a game without the referee,
And over the land the greasy band will leave a trail to Washington forever.
Fall Down, Arizona
(Bear Down, Arizona)
lyrics by the ASU Marching Band
Fall down, Arizona,
Fall down, Black and Blue.
Fall down, Arizona,
You know damn well you’re through.
Fall down, Arizona,
Fall down, Black and Blue.
So it’s TRIP! FALL!
DROP THAT BALL!
Arizona, fall down!
ASU Fright Song
(ASU Fight Song)
Spite you Scum Devils down on the field,
Spite you for you know your fate is sealed.
You're the color of mud, your team is a dud.
You'll get the boot, so go to Hell, Devils!
No one's afraid of A-S-Who?
You'll burst like a big balloon.
For it's Fail, Fail, go shed a tear,
As you wallow in your misery.
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