Our dear, beloved RBN, You help us all achieve our Zen. With hammy fist and drunken slur, Every night a fast paced blur.
Rock, Jazz, R&B and Blues, We tap along with beer stained shoes. You've shown us sounds and wondrous things, Each new location much joyeth brings!
Excitement all round that fills the room, Fueled by noOdle we each consume. And the lights light up in dazzling swirls, Our pants stretch out staring at the girls!
So happy birthday RBN, We cannot wait 'til you are 10!