sing along with the NFL's worst teams!

6) Rams

Hello, world, here's the song that we're singin'
C'mon get happy!
A whole lot of losin' is what we'll be bringin'
We're playin' crappy!

We had a dream, we'd go travelin' together,
We'd dread the *** kickin's but we'd keep movin' on.
Bad things always happen whenever we're together
Fans get a crappy feelin' when we're third and long.

Stumblin' along there's a song that we're singin'
We're really crappy!
If a whole lot of losin' is what you'd be seekin'
We'll make you happy

5) Chiefs

Making your way in the league today takes everything you've got
Taking a break from all your haters, sure would help a lot.
Wouldn't you like to get away?

Sometimes you want to go where nobody knows you're lame,
And they think you play to win the game.
You wanna be where fans can see, head coaches are all the same
You wanna be where nobody knows you're lame.

(and take Mr. Peterson with you)

4) Bengals

Baby, if you've ever wondered,
Wondered whatever became of me,
I'm losing every week in Cincinnati, Cincinnati, why did you draft me?

Got kind of tired of tackling and the sacking,
Town to town and going down with style
Maybe you and me were never meant to be,
But baby cut me a check once in awhile.
I'm at We Keep Recruiting Punks in Cincinnati.

3) Chargers

Who can turn a good team to a pile?
Who can take a good Sunday, and suddenly make it all seem defiled?
Well it's you Norv, and you should know it
With each loss and every bonehead movement you show it

Jobs are all around, no need to sweat them
You can have their cash, why wouldn't you take 'em
You're gonna tank it after all
You're gonna yank it after all

2) Raiders

Boy the way Mad Bomber played, "just win baby" was no charade.
Guys like Al he had it made, those were the days.

And you knew who you were then,
Back when Madden and Shell were thin,
Mister we could use a man like Kenny Stabler again.

Didn't have no draft pick rate. Metal detectors at the gate.
Gee didn't Marcus Allen run great. Those were the days.

1) Lions

So this is the tale of the losing ways, they're here for a long, long time,
They'll have to make the best of things, it's an uphill climb.
The new coach and the GM too, will do their very best,
To make the others comfortable, in the Motor City mess.

No wins! No hope! No free agents, not a single luxury,
Like expansion football, as primitive as can be.
So join us here each week my friends, you're sure to get a smile
If you like losing lots of ways, here on Matt Millen's Isle.

 

TITANS

In the not too distant future,
Super Sunday A.D.
There was a guy named Fisher,
Not too different from you or me.

He worked down at Baptist Institute,
Just typical face in a blue parachute.
He did a good job cleaning up the place,
He took ol' Dirty Pacman and he shot him into space!

We'll send him washed up QB's,
The worst we can find...(la! la! la!)
He'll have to sit & watch them all,
Then it's Vince who'll ride the pine(la! la! la!)

Now keep in mind Jeff can't control,
When the games begin & end...(la! la! la!)
Because he used up all his time outs,
In the first half of the game again --

TITAN ROLL CALL...

Fat Albert
Chris Johnson
Keith Bulluck
Collllllliiinnnsss.....

If you're wondering how he wins each week,
And other science facts...(la! la! la!)
Then repeat to yourself he's got KVB,
Who's gonna whoop some Cleveland a**...

For Tennessee Titans Football 3000.......

 

I'll only take credit for the MST3K one.. Kinda sad that I instantly recognized every one of those OLD theme songs though..