Clan in Tan Songs

Ranger Pirate provided a number of tunes over the years.

“Black Rock City (South Australia Version)”.

Enjoy. It’s a sing-along, with the [text in brackets] sung by the crowd.

Black Rock City is my home
[Heave away, haul away] In my geodesic dome
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Haul away, you Clan in Tan
[Heave away, haul away] Saturday night they’ll burn The Man
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

I pitch my tent in Camp Bhutan
[Heave away, haul away] The Welcome lamp is always on
[We’re bond for Black Rock City]

Haul away, you Clan in Tan
[Heave away, haul away] Saturday night they’ll burn The Man
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Tokyo, they love ya there
[Heave away, haul away] They beer is cold, the flesh is bare
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Haul away, you Clan in Tan
[Heave away, haul away] Saturday night they’ll burn The Man
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

DILIGAF is up the street
[Heave away, haul away] Coolest spiders you’ll ever meet
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Haul away, you Clan in Tan
[Heave away, haul away] Saturday night they’ll burn The Man
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Thermal Shock’s the place to be
[Heave away, haul away] When the temperature reaches 1-0-3
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Haul away, you Clan in Tan
[Heave away, haul away] Saturday night they’ll burn The Man
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Burn night, Rangers got it made
[Heave away, haul away] Cos’ madness is our stock in trade
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Haul away, you Clan in Tan
[Heave away, haul away] Saturday night they’ll burn The Man
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

If you’re burnt or if you bleed
[Heave away, haul away] E.S.D.R.’s what you need
[We bandage Black Rock City]

Haul away, you Clan in Tan
[Heave away, haul away] Saturday night they’ll burn The Man
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Monday morning, shed a tear
[Heave away, haul away] But I’ll see you all again next year
[We’re leaving Black Rock City}

Haul away, you Clan in Tan
[Heave away, haul away] Saturday night they’ll burn The Man
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Black Rock City is my home
[Heave away, haul away] In my geodesic dome
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Haul away, you Clan in Tan
[Heave away, haul away] Saturday night they’ll burn The Man
[We’re bound for Black Rock City]

Ranger Day Shift: We Roll with the Sun

Here’s another one Ranger Pirate posted back in 2002. Enjoy!

Ya wanna find out what kind of Ranger you are? Do a late week day shift and find yourself at noon trying to gently explain why some some Burners can’t set up a roadblock to keep the traffic out of their part of the neighborhood (Dragon & Toecutter, can I get an AMEN!).

For those who brave the fury of Sol with a hangover you’ve decided to name Atilla, I offer “Ranger Day Shift: We Roll with the Sun” (sung to the tune of “Only the Good Die Young”)

Wake up my Rangers, Don’t make me wait
It’s 8 in the morning & we’ve got a date
I know we were partying much too late
Oh, my head is beating like a drum

Oh I know you were drinking & smoking some grass
They took you to the Temple to paddle your ass
Now you think that Pirate will give you a pass
Oh, but I was there too, young one!

We’re Ranger day shift, we roll with the sun
That’s what I said
We’re Ranger day shift, we roll with the sun
Day shift, we roll with the sun

So, you’ve chosen to run with the khaki crowd
We try to look pretty, avoid being proud
People look to us when they’re lost & it’s loud
We’re help when they’re under the gun

And Ranger day shift, we roll with the sun
That’s what I said
We’re Ranger day shift, we roll with the sun
Day shift, we roll with the sun

You’ve got an old tan shirt & some baby wipes for
Perspiration
You’ve got a beat up bike
Ooh, and a speaker-mic

And the call on the Comm says some camp is talkin’
Instigation
I’m sure someone’s just misunderstood
Let’s go F.L.A.M.E. it, it’ll all be good

Whoa-oh-oh

I know DPW works really hard
They’re free with their whiskey & don’t cheat @ cards
But swingin’ a hammer ain’t life for this Bard
Oh, I’m not saying they’re not fun

But I’m a Ranger who rolls with then sun
That’s what I said
We’re Ranger day shift, we roll with the sun
Day shift, we roll with the sun

Oh, the heat beats down like a hammer on the top of
your noggin
Feels like you could sweat to death
What is the number of your SPF?

So you’re poppin’ more advil cos’ the fibers of your
body are throbbin’
But keep in mind we’re off duty tonight
I got the ganja if you’ve got a light

Whoa-oh-oh

So pull on your khaki, stick your thumb down your
throat
Gigsville is waiting and so is The Goat
I hear some themecamp wants to dig them a moat
Oh, that ain’t leave no trace, by gum!

So lets go find some bleeders & people in pain
Mediate conflicts & watch for the rain
I got me a bottle of brandy from Spain
But that’s for when work is done

So RANGER UP, & let’s roll with the sun
That’s what I said
We’re Ranger day shift, we roll with the sun
Day shift, we roll with the sun

I tell you the day shift!
Day shift, we roll with the sun
Ranger day shift!
Day shift, we roll with the sun

The Tao of RangerLove

Pirate could not get enough about making songs about the Rangers. Here’s another lil’ tune for y’all.

It’s that time again. Though Lexica & I won’t be with you this year, our hearts will be. And as Ranger Bard, I once again offer this to the Clan in Tan once again as one Ranger’s take on this beautiful insanity of ours.

1.
Where is the RangerLove? Where are the Rangers?
Who has the RangerLove? Who are the Rangers?
What is the RangerLove? What is a Ranger?
When is the RangerLove? When are the Rangers?
Why is there RangerLove? Know the RangerLove and know the answer.

2.
RangerLove wears khaki, but not always.
RangerLove is sweaty and dusty, except when it isn’t.
RangerLove walks on the Playa, and also on the pavement.
RangerLove is clear and focussed on duty, except when it’s blurred and partying off-duty.
Seek not to put it in a box, but to experience it.

3.
Those who walk the dust under the Sun’s hammer.
Those who roll through the city beneath the stars.
Those who stand post at “The Stick”.
Those who make sure there are fresh batteries and laminates.
Those whose voices come through the ether to guide us where we are needed.
Those who bandage the bleeding, hydrate the fried, and comfort the freaked.
Those who bust their asses for the sake of our city & its citizens.
Those who know the Rangers know the RangerLove.

4.
The Sun will cook you.
The night will chill you.
The yahoos will annoy you.
The smokers on “The Stick” will bitch at you.
The dipshits will berate you as a fascist tool.
The self-centered will complain that you’re not searching for their missing bike.
The clueless will demand the right to block the road.
If you have a button, they will push it.
And still you have the RangerLove.
What was it that was bothering you?

5.
The RangerLove is not a jewel to be hidden away in a vault, glimpsed by only a privileged few.
The RangerLove is not an exclusive club at which only certain lucky ones get past the velvet rope.
The RangerLove is not a wall which we erect around ourselves, keeping the barbarian hordes at bay.
The RangerLove is a song. Let us go out into the festival and sing.
The RangerLove is a deep well of sweet water. Let us find the thirsty and offer them a drink.
The RangerLove is a gift whose value grows in proportion to the number of people to whom it is offered.
Much RangerLove on out to all our friends we’ll miss this year and all our newest members, friends yet unmet.

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