Trick 'em or eyeless
So we can dream in chrome
And down at the Superdome
Parents are cheering
Curtains in the end zone
He pulled off his face guard
With sprouts from a vineyard
On our pin
We hid in the forest and waited 'til morning
The mics weren't set up so we couldn't be following
We pulled out our nose rings, got over our death pains
We brought out our bows and picked over the bad day
We earned every dollar and won every trophy
Their story was told in every foreign country
But Kurt Totten would call in sick and muscle out
Our head lawyer has a headache
This won't go down as planned
This won't go down as planned
This won't go down as planned
This won't go down as planned
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