Transcendental Sports Anthem

Before you know it

It starts coming back again

Just when you thought that you'd packed it in

To the back of your mind

So worry free? "Not me!"

Not when all it takes

Is just some light pressure on the brakes

And you get hit from behind

Look up there in the sky

At the flocks of boy bands flying by

Headed down south to Orlando for the winter

My oh my, can they sure play

I saw a new one just today, hey!

Singin' "We're the young generation

And we've got nothing to say"

Oh yeah!

When you lose your screws

And you can't dig up any friends

Just go out past where the pavement ends

And start a band with the night

But when that time comes

When you've gotta bolt

Just cut the rope on your catapult

And try the air for a while

Look around, "h" is square

In the middle of "nowhere"

If you take all right turns the highway goes forever

Ohh yeah!

Build your rides, "h" is square

In the middle of "nowhere"

If you take all right turns the highway goes forever

Sell your shelves, buy some time

Leave the Nightly Noose behind

At the "h" inside your mind