THE BATTLE OF THE BIG EASY ROLLERGIRLS
Photos by: Sally Asher, Andreas Koch, Scott Stuntz
Lyrics by: Sally Asher & Matthew Morgan. Additional tweaking by John Haffner
Woody Dantagnan: Drums
Scott Frilot: Acoustic & Electric Guitar
Neil Heusel: Bass
Kathryn Hobgood: Vocals
Jack Miele: Electric Guitar
Produced and Mixed by Jack Miele of Fudge Recording Studio, 1536 Terpsichore
The Battle of The Big Easy Rollergirls
In 2005 we took a little trip
Scattered all across the country up the mighty Mississip
We brought along our wheels and we packed up all our dreams
And we beat that bitch Katrina and came back to New Orleans
CHORUS:
We formed our pack and the skaters kept a-comin
There wasnt nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired our jammer through and she began a-pumpin
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
We strapped on our roller skates before the banks were dry
And BERG was up and rolling through Hell and Water High
At the World of Mardi Gras BERG founded all her teams
With axle-grease and glory, the pride of New Orleans
CHORUS:
We formed our pack and the skaters kept a-comin
There wasnt nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired our jammer through and she began a-jumpin
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
BERG skated cross the country a-whoopin all the teams
If not out on the skate rink, then always in our dreams.
If points be scored with fashion, and jams be won by style
BERG would be number one of WFTDAS rank and file
CHORUS:
We formed our pack and the skaters kept a-comin
There wasnt nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired our jammer through and she began a-slammin
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah, we skated through the sprains, and we skated through the bruises
And we skated through the blisters, but we kept our asses low
We skated so fast that the Devil couldnt catch us
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Our girls are everywhere, all over New Orleans
Our legend keeps a-growing, theres not stopping this machine.
Lawyers doctors writers singers fighters on four wheels
Representing, ever growing, BERG it is for real
CHORUS:
We formed our pack and the skaters kept a-comin
There wasnt nigh as many as there was a while ago
We fired our jammer through and she began a-scorin
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Yeah, we skated through the sprains, and we skated through the bruises
And we skated through the blisters, but we kept our asses low
We skated so fast that the Devil couldnt catch us
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
This song kicks some major ass.
punkrotten 1 year ago