he steps out of the car
theres no talking here
looks like he means business
well thats good because theres no work here for him
just work for my fists
along the sides of his face

he swings first
are you kidding me
i hop to the left side
cock back a right
see his friends come running
a quick 1-2 and hes down

the three of them will kill me
givin the chance
so i grabbed a rock
that i saw at a quick glance
come get some you pussies
i said in a trance

then it was black
i don't remember a thing
besides waking up
in the hospitals west wing

i don't get it
i don't understand
how you can play this out
between me and another man

i won't stick around for this
why should i
so you can make me stick around
try harder to get away

fool me once the shames on me
but theres no way im sticking around
to play mr. clown
no more frown

under armor... check
pants, pads, game socks
cleats, helmet, mouthgaurd... check

listen to him talk before we take
that tic....tak, walk
under the bright lights

we step on the field
with intentions to fight
fight for the right...

TO PAAAAARTY!

where'd you go
you just stop showing up,
don't even bother talking
turn yourself around

i called
and you never answered
so don't gimme no bullshit
theres no excuse for it

i don't even know how you could do that
with no morals
no conscience
no nothing...

well its not happening
not this time
turn around
don't bother explaining

todays not your day now is it

soft spoken

no one listens
no one seems to care
my opinion means nothing
unless i start to stare

no one takes me serious
well they will once they know
know that im capable of destroying this room
capable to destroy the hallways
with, or without people
i will prevail on top of all

not with a cocky attitude
not bossing peole around
but soft spoken
like morals are meant to be discussed
unless you start the fuss

then this shit for you starts getting rough

cold feet...

i hate cold feet
its the most uncomfortable feeling i can imagine
i can't sleep with cold feet
im not comfortable with cold feet
no1 one is comfortable with cold feet
i hate cold feet

basketball:

the anticipation mounts when we get on the bus
were leaving for another town
another place were our pride in our team is seemingly matched
but they can't compare to whats coming
we've waited since fourth grade for this
there not going to stop up
ranked 1st in the state, means nothing to this man
we step off the bus, check into the hotel
order in for dinner, chicken parm
try to sleep for tomorrow
can't sleep, want to play now
game winning shots run through my head
i drift asleep
the day is here, team meeting at 10
walk to the stadium, watch a game
3rd quarter hits and the legend gives us the signal
to the locker room we go, stretching, dressing
leaving any signs of fear at the door
this is our time
our time to shine
we get the speech
im nervous, im ready
we're nervous, we're ready
we hit the floor wit the crowd screaming
this is what i live for
this is what we live for
tip-off... three pointer to start the game off........


exhausted, relieved
the score reads 74-51
devils are in the championship game