I adapted Bruddah Iz's song in tribute to Mike for all his recent mind bobbling adventures:
The HURT Superman
Told is the tale of the mischievous one
Who ran around the island and made it look fun
His deeds and tasks I will unmask,
so that you'll understand
That before there was a Clark Kent,
there was a HURT Suppa Man
He made kukai in da bushes on his way to the record book,
There would've been more but somebody wen look.
In blue morning sky, the sunscreen he spread
A funny looking cap he wore on his big shiny head
Chorus:
Mischievous, marvelous, magical Mikey,
hero of this band
The one, the only, the ultimate HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
The secret of his endurance was locked somewhere in his mind
So when Jan asked, he wen tell her, “I tell you bumbai”!
So off Jan went in search of those who hold the information
So Mikey’s craziness can pass to future generations
He found long ago the secret to running perfection
Was not in any special food or endurance confection
When Jan asked again and again, he told her truly
“Confound it Jan, the secret is Gordon Biersch Brewery!
Chorus:
Mischievous, marvelous, magical Mikey,
hero of this band
The one, the only, the ultimate HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
The HURT Superman
Told is the tale of the mischievous one
Who ran around the island and made it look fun
His deeds and tasks I will unmask,
so that you'll understand
That before there was a Clark Kent,
there was a HURT Suppa Man
He made kukai in da bushes on his way to the record book,
There would've been more but somebody wen look.
In blue morning sky, the sunscreen he spread
A funny looking cap he wore on his big shiny head
Chorus:
Mischievous, marvelous, magical Mikey,
hero of this band
The one, the only, the ultimate HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
The secret of his endurance was locked somewhere in his mind
So when Jan asked, he wen tell her, “I tell you bumbai”!
So off Jan went in search of those who hold the information
So Mikey’s craziness can pass to future generations
He found long ago the secret to running perfection
Was not in any special food or endurance confection
When Jan asked again and again, he told her truly
“Confound it Jan, the secret is Gordon Biersch Brewery!
Chorus:
Mischievous, marvelous, magical Mikey,
hero of this band
The one, the only, the ultimate HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
Afta dis run it's da feet....size 15, dude. It's one of da parts of da body gone suppah, for shua.
Posted by: Mikem | April 24, 2010 at 08:56 PM
Sorry Bruddah...no slam intended on the kilt!
Mike, again, awesome feat (or is it feet)!
Posted by: Jake H | April 24, 2010 at 07:49 AM
For a minute there, I was thinking it was a mistake to wear my kilt when I played my pipes for Mike!
Posted by: Andy | April 22, 2010 at 02:33 PM
If made the wrong assumption about who adapted the song I apologize...I assume it was Jan...
Posted by: Jake H | April 22, 2010 at 12:00 PM
Woman, You have some time on your hands! Glad to see your putting it to good use!
Your some kind of creative.
Jake
Posted by: Jake H | April 22, 2010 at 11:58 AM
Just an educated guess! The tribute might be humorous, but I'm sincere in my admiration and respect for your accomplishments!
Posted by: Andy | April 22, 2010 at 07:07 AM
Well thank you....even if you go tell 'em I go kukae in da bushes.
Posted by: Mikem | April 21, 2010 at 09:07 PM