Overtime

I've been sittin' here for hours,
Balls in motion cross my line of sight
And my uneducated notion's it's assuredly the fairest fight
And I wanna change the station
But around here that's considered a crime
And tell me, who am I to stand between the fan and the overtime

Now I've been trying to make a livin',
Cause just livin' doesn't pay my rent
I gave away all of my money, guess I'm also short on common sense
And my friends say it's a stalemate,
One side me and one side reason and rhyme
But I say, who am I to stand between the fan and the overtime

Rain or shine, in overtime
Party lines, in overtime
By design, in overtime

Now there's a nation losing patience singing
Should I stay or should I go
And having made no preparations, time to take it fast or take it slow
Well I know that we all got our opinions
But it ain't no use now picking sides
Moreover, who are we to stand between the fan and the overtime

And you can never stop the fan from the street
When they stand on their seat
Clapping hands stomping feet
Screaming out to the heat,
Bring a blow bring defeat
To to the colors of the other side
Straight up demanding the overtime

Overtime