Howdy folks.
Not nearly as eloquent as Polly's post above, I'm afraid, but it expresses my feelings pretty well. In my defense, the original lyrics don't maintain the rhyme scheme any better than mine do.
The tune, of course, should be obvious.
Back in the black, dodgin’ the flak,
I’ve been too long, I’m glad to be back
Yes, I cut loose, with the boost
Leave ‘em behind right outta the chute.
I’ve been looking at the sky, ‘cause I needed to fly
Forget the rebuy ‘cause I’ll never die
I got three wins, and more spins
Throttle to the wall now, got it open wide!
‘Cause I’m back, yes I’m back
Well I’m back, Yes I’m back
Well I’m back, back
Well I’m back, in the black
Yes, I’m back in the black
Back in the black, I’m on the attack
Number one on the board, I’m on top of the stack
But those space cops, lickin’ their chops,
They try to grab me now at every stop.
But I’m outta the slot, and my boosters are hot
They know they can’t catch me but I guess they forgot.
So look at me race, I’m back on the pace
Can’t stop me now so just get out of my way.
‘Cause I’m back, yes I’m back,
Well I’m back, yes I’m back.
Well I’m back, back
Well I’m back in the black
Yes I’m back in the black…
(here’s an extra verse, because there were a couple of things I wanted to work in)
I’m back in the black, You know I’m not a hack,
Been gone so long I'm glad to see a toast rack.
Gotta stand tall, put my name on the wall,
Only thing that really matters is Buckyball
Keepin’ it clean, I’m a racin’ machine,
I got the fastest big Mamba you’ve ever seen.
I need one more, big score,
Can’t get complacent gotta run it full-bore,
‘Cause I’m back, yes I’m back,
Well I’m back, yes I’m back.
Well I’m back, back
Well I’m back in the black
Yes I’m back in the black…