Bionic

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I’ve had this picture drawn for a while, but with homework (took me forever to get through cuckoo’s nest, and now I have to read through the end of both parts of Henry IV as well as Doctorow’s “The Book of Daniel”) I havent’ gotten around to finishing it.  It’s modeled after Dr. Dre’s album “The Chronic”, since Andre’s used Dr. Dre beats for his at-bat music the past couple of years. 

Also, I typed up a quick cover of a song by the World Class Wreckin’ Cru, the group Dr. Dre was with in the mid-80’s, back in the days when he’d perform wearing scrubs and a surgical mask and cap (which explains the “Dr.” part).  You can find the song on his retrospective album of pre-NWA stuff, “First Round Knock Out”.  Very 80’s, robot voices and record scratching, good stuff.  Two ‘Dres from L.A., just seemed to fit.  Here’s the cover, “He’s Bionic“:

 

He’s Bionic
He’s Bionic
He’s Bionic -onic -onic -onic Aaaah!
He’s Bionic
He’s Bionic

There’s no measure of the skills that are in ‘Dre’s hands
People ask “is he machine or man?”
If you need wins, just call on ‘Dre
People take a look, ’cause he’s your future, L.A.
When he swings the bat, you all will know
Because the baseball starts to smoke, and the stands explode
If you’re a sucka in the way, then I have a comment
Pitch around the man if you don’t like embarassment

He’s Bionic!  YES!
He’s Bionic!  SO FRESH!
He’s Bionic!  YES!
He’s Bionic!  SO FRESH!

Acquired the skill that you must learn
To be an L.A. Dodger, not an Anaheim turn
Always seen with Ethierholics by his side
With his athletic prowess, all are satisfied
His supersonic bat is his ace in the hole
Over all the top rightfielders, Andre’s in control
He operates in L.A. ’cause it’s the place to be
He’s B-I-O-N-I-C

He’s Bionic!  YES!
He’s Bionic!  SO FRESH!
He’s Bionic!  YES!
He’s Bionic!  SO FRESH!

Now as the lumber starts burnin’ and the offense explodes
The out-of-town scoreboard makes the snakes corrode
Humiliation level rises to degrees unknown
Performance overloaded and their chances are blown
Now you hear a loud thunder that vibrates the ground
‘Cause his hands are movin faster than the speed of sound
The rest of the West runs, and they try to avoid
But it’s too late ’cause the race is destroyed

He’s Bionic!  YES!
He’s Bionic!  SO FRESH!
He’s Bionic!  YES!
He’s Bionic!  SO FRESH!

He’s Bionic!

 

EDIT: the link color is so light, but if you click on the “He’s Bionic” title just before the song, it’ll take you to a youtube link to the song. 

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