People complain I don’t write enough sports songs…

The Final Score

From the junkies in the Cooper Arms
to the whores of this old shore
I’ve seen the winners
I’ve seen the losers
and I’ve seen the Final Score….

I’ve seen all your tomorrows
and then a couple more
Ive seen the future, I’ve seen the past
I don’t wanna see no more

I’ve seen the fear strike across their faces
I’ve heard their sorrowed cries
I’ve felt the void explode within
after the dream dies

I know what’s gonna happen but
I’ll never know what for
Still I’ll bet the game begins again
after the Final Score

(C) 1997, TK Major