I would have it start this way, Open up the fridge and have a tall boy,
Then I'd meet up with my friends, Head out to the game again, We don't even really care who wins, Hey! Wins! Hey! 1, 2, 3...
Now excitement seems to grow, When we're hangin' with the bro's, When we're chillin' and we pound a case of Stroh's. Now the game is cool to see, Count the riot on the one, two, three. And the field is open wide, When you break it then you know you're still alive. If the cops don't make you pay, And you make your getaway,
On that day before we're through, We could torch a car or two, Then have ourselves another tall boy, That's the real game that's on, I don't really give a shit who wins, Hey! Wins! Hey! 1, 2, 3...
Now excitement seems to grow, When we're hangin' with the bro's, When we're chillin' and we pound a case of Stroh's. Now the game is cool to see, Count the riot on the one, two, three. And the field is open wide, When you break it then you know you're still alive. If the cops don't make you pay, And you make your getaway, That it's a one fine day.
I believe it's my god-given right, To destroy everything in my sight, Cos' it never gets dull, it never gets old, The only thing it gets is real bold. Drinkin', Fightin', goin to the game, In our world it's a way to stay sane, To have it my way, I'd say that's,
Now excitement seems to grow, When we're hangin' with the bro's, When we're chillin' and we pound a case of Stroh's. Now the game is cool to see, Count the riot on the one, two, three. And the field is open wide, When you break it then you know you're still alive. If the cops don't make you pay, And you make your getaway, That it's a one fine day. That it's a one fine day.