You Big Idiot - 95 Feet

Come on defence man, why are you crying?
Turn-up your frown, un-zip your gown, and do something

Do re mi fu-ck you coach
Don't blame me when your offence is a joke

Come on blocker hand, why are you crying?
Just make the save, bow and be brave, it'll be okay

Do re mi fu-ck you fans
Just sitting on your thumbs up in the stands

Just take the goal

I'm not leaving this is my crease
Drop the puck and let's get busy
Don't you pull me I'm not ready
To give up and drink like Eddy

I'm not leaving this is my crease
Drop the puck and let's get busy
Don't you pull me I'm not ready
To give up and drink with Eddy

Do re mi fu-ck you sports
For constantly making me shit my shorts

Written by:
Colin Pearson

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