Country Quizbowl, Part II

For what it's worth, it was disturbingly easy to
write these.

BUZZ

Do you wanna be a
player and write, 
Do you wanna be a moderator in
lights, 
Do you wanna be a TD and get no love.
Do
you wanna play the world,
Do you wanna write
questions that are pearls,
Or play ACF and feel that
you're above.

Name yourself what you want to
be,
Answer stuff on strange fantasies,
But I want
something in return,

I want you to buzz;
Buzz for
me, baby,
Like the Judge turning alight;
Oh
buzz,
Buzz for me, buzz for me.

Are you gonna be a
poster and whine,
Are you gonna be an all-star and
shine,
Or drink some Beast and fall on your face.
Are
you gonna be a buzzer rock who sleeps, 
Are you
gonna be a loser who weeps, 
Or drag your butt off
to PACE.

I'll lay down on your bed of
coals,
Resurrecting Harvest Bowl.
But in return,

I want you
to buzz;
Buzz for me, baby,
Like the Judge
turning alight;
Oh buzz,
Buzz for me, buzz for
me.

Buzz for me, ring for me,
Write for me, sing for
me, 
Win for me, ding for me.

I want you to
buzz;
Buzz for me, baby
Like the Judge turning
alight;
Oh buzz,
Buzz for me, buzz for me.

IT'S A
GREAT NIGHT TO BE ALIVE

Got popcorn cookin' in
the microwave,
Got a three day beard, I don't plan
to shave,
And it's a goofy thing but I just gotta
say,
Hey, I'm doing alright.
Yeah, I think I'll make me
some homemade soup,
Buzzin' pretty well and that's
truth,
It may be drink and drug induced,
But hey, our
team's doing alright.

And it's a great night to
be alive,
I know the sun will start shinin' when
I close my eyes.
Yes, it's a strange qb chat
neighborhood,
But why can't every night be just this
good?

It's been fifteen hours since I clicked on
"home"
Said "g'night" and found a couch I own,
Climbed on
behind it, where I was all alone,
It's been a pretty
fun night.
Now I look at the monitor and what do I
see?
Lots of tired people typing back at me,
Some long
in the tooth but fun as can be,
Lord, I'd say
we're doing alright.
 
And it's a great night to
be alive,
I know the sun will start shinin' when
I close my eyes.
Yes, it's a strange qb chat
neighborhood,
But why can't every night be just this
good?

Sometimes it's lonely,
Sometimes it's only me and
A
troll who posts to the room.
Sometimes I'm fallin',
desperately callin',
Howlin' at the moon.

Well I
might ask a friend what here is new or
Close my eyes
and try to snooze,
Might even buzz in with "Fu
Manchu".
 
And it's a great night to be alive,
I know
the sun will start shinin' when I close my
eyes.
Yes, it's a strange qb chat neighborhood,
But why
can't every night be just this good?
 
And it's a
great night to be alive,
I know the sun will start
shinin' when I close my eyes.
Yes, it's a strange qb
chat neighborhood,
But why can't every night be
just this good?

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