The song comes in at 7:26, but RMJ tells us that
he had so much to say about our beloved SURGE that "the song
would've been longer...I just had so much to talk about".
One More Surge (R. Marion, Jr.)
(Yep, this ones for my generation. Y’know,
the onw they called “X” a while
back… the generation they tried to label… You know who
you are. This one’s for you.)
Y’ know I gotta little insightful information
to think about Next time you’re lookin’ for something
to drink, how ‘bout A trip down memory lane to the stink
about The way they did away with a drink I can’t think without
I don’t know how other people react But for me I know I drink
it when I need to relax And get real mellow (for get the Yello),
it ain’t true There ain’t no substitutin’ cause
yo, I won’t do the dew To you, it might have been just a
beverage But it was V-8 to keep straight for when I needed leverage
Sobe is okay and Sprite is alright Seven Up has got a similar
color, but not quite Keeps me up all night, and if it’s energy
I lack I grab a can of neon green aphrodisiac And if I ever find
I got a demon to purge I just kick on back and I drink one more
Surge (ha ha)
(CHORUS)
It was the one thing in this world
That was really made for me
It was a different choice, for a younger voice
And you’d be crazy not to see
Flourescent emerald carbonation
You could feel its’ energy
Liquid lifeforce, refreshment powersource
A drink that truly made us free…
Dreamin’ about the time when Surge was
ample
And the day when I got my very first sample
Standin’ there droolin’ in the middle of school, cause
There’s a man with a can in his hand, and it’s cool,
because He’s passin’ it out, Ice Cold, by the handful
All the T.V. ads where the guys would get trampled Just to get
to a bottle, I know that I would I would if I could, I’m
telling you, it’s just that good! Time marches on and it’s
just me and the green can Folks callin’ me a little green
man But I’m doin’ just fine, because it’s true
and just mine ‘Cause I ain’t breakin no laws or crossin’
no line Just tryin’ to get my fix of my electric wine Get
a buzz on, then you know I’m feelin’ divine And on a
bad day when life doesn’t feel as sublime I grab one more
Surge and then I watch the sun shine (ha ha)
(CHORUS)
I remember Art college, and we were the bold
ones
Stayin’ up all night, and drinkin’ some cold ones
Workin’ on a project that’s due the next day
But we got plenty of Surge, so we’re gonna be alright
Yo Jeff, need another one? (Pass me a few please)
Think fast! (Hey Raptor, may we get one too, please?)
Here ya go, fellas, don’t you know I share it with you theives
Got the paper and the scissors here so pass me the glue, please
Me and the crew, geez! That’s all that we’d do Up late’n
creatin’, and sippin’ the brew Now when I say the brew,
what I mean is the Green And when I say the Green, I mean lots
of caffeine, fool! Did you think I meant something you smoke?
I had enough fun without it, man that junk is a joke But a lot
more people do it now that Surge is gone… I guess they just
had to move on.
(CHORUS)
Now my Surge is so rare it’s just like
a freakin’ commodity People movin’ from store to store,
lookin’ just like some oddities Nothin’ to buy now,
even if you won the lottery “I know there must be some Surge
here, there’s just gotta be!” Squirmin’ and hoppin’
around like junkies that’s gotta pee It’s hard comin’
off an addiction by the bureaucracy Collect by the caseload, and
savin’ a motherlode I’m down to one a week, but that
doesn’t bother me Cause I got a stash just in such a case
of emergency Don’t tell anybody, cause they’ll be comin’
to murder me Snatch up my drink and pretend that they never heard
of me People need one more Surge with a sense of urgency
(BREAK) COME ON!
My pal Lester stops by one night with his homegirl
A valley ditz named Becky, chewin’ bubblegum with her hair
curled Head to the side lookin’ stupid, doin’ that finger
twirl She’s never had a Surge? Aw man, what a cruel world…
“I brought her, you know, so maybe she could give Surge a
whirl…” If you’re tryin’ to find a nut, you
better make like a squirrel Take her over to Dairy Queen and get
a vanilla swirl “But everybody needs at least a sip…”
Man, here girl. Lester said, “Dude, I don’t think it’ll
affect her She won’t do any harm, no need to correct her
I think she’s just buzzing, you gotta respect her She really
ain’t too bright, but I wouldn’t suspect her Lester,
I poured her some of mine, and I blessed her And she’s hooked,
and looking for my stash, I detest her ‘Cause she’s
down in my sector with a metal detector Why’d you take her
down to my basement and neglect her? “I guess I’d better
go and try to find her and check her…” Well, Lester,
I’m tellin’ you, I think you’d do better To get
to that stupid girl quick to protect her Y’all get in your
ride and go, before I call a wrecker I can’t believe you
brought this broad in here like a beggar I got a mind to introduce
my shoe to your pecker Now go find “Beckers” before
I wreck her ‘Cause I’m gonna dissect her if she touches
my nectar! (Aw, man!)
To summarize, don’t ever try to take my
prize
(Limited Supplies!) Don’t beg, borrow, burglarize
Or I’ll have to send you flyin’ the unfriendly skies
(I wish Surge was back in stores again…) That would be wise.
Does anybody know why it met a demise? All I see is other sodas,
and I close my eyes It was MADE for us, and now we’ve been
deprived A whole generation’s hungry for it, you can hear
their cries It’s more than a soda, you took it and we don’t
know why If you’d just give us our Surge, you’d capitalize
I even signed a petition online for it’s uprise Now I’m
all tense and my head’s spinnin’ counter-clockwise
Let me stop it there, so I don’t worry
thee
It’s my tribute song, a tip of the hat verbally
And my rhymes are sincere, there ain’t a single hyperbole
Just bring back the S to the U-R-G-E!
Gotta go, ‘cause I’m feelin’ weary, and my vision’s
blurry
The flavor’s callin out to me, so I’d better hurry
Down to the basement, cause I’m feelin’ the urge…
I guess no matter what, I’ll always need one more Surge,
ha ha!
(REPEAT CHORUS)
(This one’s for all the Surge lovers out
there! You want it back too? Then
go to petitiononline.com/savesurg. And to the Makers of our beloved
drink,
the demand is here. It’s simple. If you put it out, we will
buy it. If
you’re listening, please, bring it back.)
“One More Surge”
Written, composed and performed
by R.M.J.(of Neomatic Entertainment)
Recorded on a computer in my bedroom.
Contains a sample of “Trinity Infinity" by Don Davis.
BRING BACK SURGE!
2003 R.M.J.
