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| Phil's Nightmare Poem 40 Days Lord And 40 Nights. I See A Vision Of An Elephant’s Plight Look At All Their Fans In The Ticket Line Lord Have Mercy I Wish They Were Mine The Games On We're Only Down 3 Points Here We On A Roll Why Do I Stand In Fear The Crowd's Screaming Were On The Goal Line Please Don’t Let Us Fumble This Time. It’s The Football And The Field It’s A Game We Gonna Be Killed. There Gonna Bowl Us Away. I’ve Seen A Lot Of People Lord I’ve Seen A Lot Of Fouls. Why Do The Ref's Keep Breakin’ The Rules Don't They Know The Games On The Line Orange Can't Win Like This Every Time. So We Runin’ A Quaterback Fake Hope He's Gonna Change Our Fate He’s Gonna Run Like Hell I Know Cause We Are A Formidable Foe It’s The Football And The Field It’s A Game Its A Thrill. It'l Bowl You Away. But Two Seconds To Go You Know Only Two Seconds To Go We'll Know When It’s Over So Is Our Dream Hey Let's Make A Run To Krispy Kreme Lord Help Us Out Of This Hole We'll Give Any Amount Of Dough Just One More Play And It'll Be Over This One’s Going Crimson And Clover It’s The Football And The Field We’re In A Game And Just Been Killed. Lord Just Take Me Away. |
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