April 22, 2010: An Ode to Mel Kiper
Mel Kiper - The Lord of the Draft
To the tune of Crusader by Saxon
(Who dares battle the Southern Baptist Vampire Preacher horde?)
Mel Kiper, Mel Kiper, please take me with you
The draft will begin in the east
Mel Kiper, Mel Kiper, don't leave me alone
I want to see your mock draft
I'm waiting, I'm waiting, to hear who will go
To see if there is a trade
They're calling, they're calling, you have to be there
Will Buffalo take a QB?
Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Mel Kiper, the Lord of the Draft
Fight the good fight
With all your might
Mel Kiper, the Lord of the Draft
We're marching, we're marching, to the Hall at the Rock
No one can say what Oakland will do
For Jerry Jones' sake, we'll take our revenge
On Parcells and the hated Miami
Brother Nature is coming, with Bradford on high
United by Rams and the Cherokee
The vampire preacher will soon taste your blood
Sandman's cry will rise 'cross the land
Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Mel Kiper, the Lord of the Draft
Fight the good fight
With all your might
Mel Kiper, the Lord of the Draft
To battle, to battle, the Diesel's Jets of New York
They follow the maverick king
Onward, ride onward, the BMTG
We carry the sign of usesoap
Big Ben of Pittsburgh, the Three Rivers Rapist
Spilling his blood on the grass
Mel Kiper, Mel Kiper, the legend is born
White Russian will honor your deeds
Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Mel Kiper, the Lord of the Draft
Fight the good fight
With all your might
Mel Kiper, the Lord of the Draft
(Come Mel Kiper, let draft day commence!)
Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Mel Kiper, the Lord of the Draft
Mel Kiper, the Lord of the Draft