Outside looking in, Just Fuckin' Win ! ~ Jets

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Oh, oh oh

Oh, oh 52 and 0

Since 67, death, she must have been your fucking will

A Baun beneath the Reaper's veil

Hewitt with your racist voice my belly sunk

And CBC began to feel so fucking drunk

Hodge, McFarlane, on my TV clock

Oh Lord, I must have heard you knock me into of bed

As the 89 Flames kicked my head

And my heart filled up black in its little shack

It was real and I repent

All those hateful messages you sent, clear as day, but in the hockey night

Oh, you couldn't get it right

Oh, oh oh

Oh, oh 52 and 0

Here is their church, there are the sheeple

Open the doors there are the blue people

And all little leafools hearts at ease

For another week's disease

And crotch, mclame, friedman, scream

I never once cared in between

I was never on the fence and I never wanted your two fucking cents

Down my throat, in to the pit, with my Habs upon your spit

Oh mediots, please, can I CHew your ear?

You've become what I most fear

And I know there's no such thing as Forum ghosts

But I have seen the SFU demon host

Ooh, ooh ooh

Oh, oh 52 and 0

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'The struggle itself towards the heights is enough to fill a man's heart.
One must imagine Sisyphus happy.' ~ Camus