Sports Song
Your sports team is vastly inferiorThat simple fact is plainly obvious to seeWe’re gonna kick your collective posteriorOf course you realize we’re speaking figurativelyOur stats are thoroughly impressiveOur coach really has the Midas touchOur players are fast and strong and braveAnd your guys, eh, not so much
In fact we’ve played teams across the nationAnd you’re the worst one we’ve come acrossTry to assimilate that informationAnd it just might help you cope with your impending lossOh, and if somehow we are still failingTo effectively articulate the points at handAllow us now to summarize them in a mannerThat your feeble brains can understand
We’re great (we’re great)And you suck (you suck)We’re great (we’re great)And you suck (you suck)We’re great (we’re great)And you suck (you suck)You see there’s us (we’re great)And then there’s you (you suck)We’re really, really great (really great)In contrast, you really suck (really suck)Okay, full disclosure, we’re not that greatBut nevertheless, you suck
Your sports team will soon suffer swift defeatThat theory’s backed up by empirical evidenceWe’re gonna grind up your guys into burger meatAgain, of course, we’re speaking in the figurative senseWhat’s the use of even going through the motionsWhen you know that you’re gonna lose anyhowSo why don’t you save us all some timeAnd give up now (you suck!)