Cachers named are Nebraska Locals, feel free to substitute your own local names as you sing along!

A long, long time ago I can still remember how that Garmin used to make me smile
And I knew if I hid a stash
That I could make those people cache
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.

But Omaha made me shiver
With every cache placed downriver,
Bad news on the creek bank,
Gosh, that water sure looks rank.

I can't remember why I tried
Got to learn to swallow my pride
It seemed forever until my clothes were dried,
The day the batt'ries died…
So...

Refrain:

Bye, bye, to my second try…
Drove my Civvie to the rivvie, but the rivvie was high
Them nosey muggles were passing on by,
Tryin not to catch their eye…
Tryin not to catch their eye

Did you sign the book of log
And do you get lost in the bog,
If the arrow tells you so.
And do you know that numbers are the goal?
Is caching getting out of control?
And can you make me bee-dance real slow?

Well I know that Roper’s on the loose
Cuz I spotted him leaving the Moose.
He missed out on a spike
Gotta wonder where he’ll strike.

I was a lonely lurker in the muck
Eyeing a beehive and truly stuck
But I knew I was out of luck,
The day the batt'ries died…
I started singin...

Refrain:

Now for two years I've been on my own
And now I’m in the Twinstars zone
But that's not how it used to be,
When the brother bought me a Garmin
Nevada cachers sure were charmin’
With the caches placed for you and me.

Oh and when smithdk fell behind,
Cachepotatoe stole his first to find
The surprise was complete;
No one thought to compete.

And for the hide with the question mark,
Someone used a lamppost in the park
And we found nothing in the dark,
The day the batt'ries died…
We were singin'...

Refrain:

Helter Skelter in a summer swelter
I know it’s somewhere in this shelter,
Eight miles high and on the roof.
Where’d I put that ammo can
The seekers tried for a backup plan
With Cachephrase on the sidelines staying aloof.

Now the victory air was sweet perfume
When we found a micro by the light of the moon.
We all got up to dance
Oh but we never got the chance.

As the stagecoach cache refused to yield
The police came to help search the field.
But it happened nothing was revealed,
The day the batt'ries died…
We started singin'...

Refrain:

Oh and there we were all in one place,
Cleaning up the camping space
With Keep Lookin rallying the men.
So come on, Mack be nimble, Mack be quick.
Mack-Attack is off on some biking kick
Because a Bic is a cacher’s only pen.

Oh and as I wrote on the wet page,
The Tupperware was showing signs of age,
There no way to tell
The reason for that cache’s smell.

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the Kearney twilight
I saw zooluton laughing with delight,
The day the batt'ries died…
He was singin'...

Refrain:

I met a guy who’s hidden a few
And I asked him for a hint or two
But he just smiled and wouldn’t say.
I went down to the Missouri shore
Where I'd found some caches a year before
But the man there said the caches washed away.

And in the parks the children hailed,
The mothers yelled, and the fathers trailed.
Much nonsense was spoken,
Not a single law was broken.

And the cacher who travels most,
NevaP, though she doesn’t boast,
Took my travel bugs to the west coast,
The day the batt'ries died…
And they were singin'...

Refrain:

Bye, bye, to my second try…
Drove my Civvie to the rivvie, but the rivvie was high
Them nosey muggles were passing on by,
Tryin not to catch their eye…
Tryin not to catch their eye

By Sioneva

 A strangelet is a hypothetical object consisting of a bound state of roughly equal numbers of up, down, and strange quarks. An equivalent description is that a strangelet is a small fragment of strange matter. The term "strangelet" originates with E. Farhi and R. Jaffe. Strangelets have been suggested as a dark matter candidate.

Comments(2):

1. Love it !!

   Wednesday, June 17, 2009 Loris

2. Very good! :-)

   Sunday, July 05, 2009 Lucilla