marksboss Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 I tried to cover all the bases and mix in as many historic figures and models as I could. As you likely guessed sing along to the tune of Don McLeans American Pie. Enjoy: The day the Mercurys died. A long, long time ago.... I can still remember How those Mercs used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those Zephyrs dance And, maybe, they’d be solvent for awhile. But February make me shiver With every Topaz I delivered. Bad news in the heavens I missed my XR-7s. I can’t remember if I cried When I read about Edsels wounded pride But something touched me deep inside The day the Mercurys died. So bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors. You were the messenger to the gods Whose engines built so many hot rods. Did Iacocca tell you so..... Did your Elimi-nator roll Can a Merkur save your sporting soul? And can McGarrett drive his Park Lane real slow..... Well, I know your fenders are stuffed with pride We kept you for our daily ride. Then you lost your styling clues Man, I dug those Mercury Blues. My girlfriend was a sexy minx I loved to drive her ’80 Lynx But I knew we’d run out of luck The day the Mercurys died. We started singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors. For fifteen years we’ve been a clone Just a blemish on the FoMoCo stone But that’s now how it used to be. Dan Gurney drove for the Cougar team In a Mustang he cloned from Shelbys steed And a style that came from you and me, Oh, and while Poling was looking down, General Motors was going upside down. The Feds came and gave them cash.... A death sentence was inferred And when my uncle loaned me the Colony Park I’d take my girlfriend out and park And we got naughty in the dark The day the Mercurys died. We were singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors. It was helter skelter in an import swelter The Maurauder was parked in the fallout shelter Eighty bucks for a tank of gas.............. We made ethanol from blades of grass and The Sable looked like a forward pass With the Comet on the sidelines, out of gas. Now the mid century air was sweet perfume The Monterey was full of zoom We all just loved to dance Oh, the Merc never got the chance. ‘cause when the Milan tried to take the field The import blitz refused to yield Did Toyota recall all that was revealed? The day the Mercurys died? We started singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Never build a Cougar with 4 doors. Oh, we were all stuck in one place. An automotive legend lost in space With no time or cash to start again. So Jacques be nimble, Jacques be heard My Cougar is now a Thunderbird? Cause the Grand Marquis is my daddys only friend. Oh, as we watched this play unfold A Villager was sold with badges of gold. When will all the madness end And break this downward trend? As the Monarch fell into the night The Tracer tried with all its might We saw the General laughing with delight The day the Mercurys died. He was singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Never build a Cougar with 4 doors. That hot Mercury girl who sang for her dues I asked her for some Mercury news, But she just smiled and turned away. I went down to McNamara’s Mercury store Where I’d heard the rumble years before But the man there said the Mercurys couldn’t play. And in the streets: the flatheads screamed, The Capris cried, and the Bobcats dreamed. But not a car was rolling, The Cyclone name was stolen. And the three men I admire most; Henry I, II, and Edsel’s ghost, They caught the last transporter for the coast The day the Mercurys died. They were singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors They were singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tzach Posted June 15, 2010 Share Posted June 15, 2010 I tried to cover all the bases and mix in as many historic figures and models as I could. As you likely guessed sing along to the tune of Don McLeans American Pie. Enjoy: The day the Mercurys died. A long, long time ago.... I can still remember How those Mercs used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those Zephyrs dance And, maybe, they’d be solvent for awhile. But February make me shiver With every Topaz I delivered. Bad news in the heavens I missed my XR-7s. I can’t remember if I cried When I read about Edsels wounded pride But something touched me deep inside The day the Mercurys died. So bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors. You were the messenger to the gods Whose engines built so many hot rods. Did Iacocca tell you so..... Did your Elimi-nator roll Can a Merkur save your sporting soul? And can McGarrett drive his Park Lane real slow..... Well, I know your fenders are stuffed with pride We kept you for our daily ride. Then you lost your styling clues Man, I dug those Mercury Blues. My girlfriend was a sexy minx I loved to drive her ’80 Lynx But I knew we’d run out of luck The day the Mercurys died. We started singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors. For fifteen years we’ve been a clone Just a blemish on the FoMoCo stone But that’s now how it used to be. Dan Gurney drove for the Cougar team In a Mustang he cloned from Shelbys steed And a style that came from you and me, Oh, and while Poling was looking down, General Motors was going upside down. The Feds came and gave them cash.... A death sentence was inferred And when my uncle loaned me the Colony Park I’d take my girlfriend out and park And we got naughty in the dark The day the Mercurys died. We were singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors. It was helter skelter in an import swelter The Maurauder was parked in the fallout shelter Eighty bucks for a tank of gas.............. We made ethanol from blades of grass and The Sable looked like a forward pass With the Comet on the sidelines, out of gas. Now the mid century air was sweet perfume The Monterey was full of zoom We all just loved to dance Oh, the Merc never got the chance. ‘cause when the Milan tried to take the field The import blitz refused to yield Did Toyota recall all that was revealed? The day the Mercurys died? We started singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Never build a Cougar with 4 doors. Oh, we were all stuck in one place. An automotive legend lost in space With no time or cash to start again. So Jacques be nimble, Jacques be heard My Cougar is now a Thunderbird? Cause the Grand Marquis is my daddys only friend. Oh, as we watched this play unfold A Villager was sold with badges of gold. When will all the madness end And break this downward trend? As the Monarch fell into the night The Tracer tried with all its might We saw the General laughing with delight The day the Mercurys died. He was singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Never build a Cougar with 4 doors. That hot Mercury girl who sang for her dues I asked her for some Mercury news, But she just smiled and turned away. I went down to McNamara’s Mercury store Where I’d heard the rumble years before But the man there said the Mercurys couldn’t play. And in the streets: the flatheads screamed, The Capris cried, and the Bobcats dreamed. But not a car was rolling, The Cyclone name was stolen. And the three men I admire most; Henry I, II, and Edsel’s ghost, They caught the last transporter for the coast The day the Mercurys died. They were singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors They were singin’ Bye-bye all you Mercury guys Drove the Montego with an ego But the ego went dry And them good old boys drove their lead sleds some more Singin’ don’t build a Cougar with 4 doors.... Outstanding job! Brought a tear to my eye. Someone wiht some talent needs to sing this and post it on you tube please. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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