Hockey Song

The Sabers fuckin suck
Out here lookin like a cuck
Management can't shoot a puck
So why the fuck you pray for luck

The Sabers fuckin suck
Out here lookin like a cuck
Management can't shoot a puck
So why the fuck you pray for luck

I'm sick to my stomach
When I watch I wanna vomit
Wanna race me to the end
Maybe we can make amends

We let Sobotka walk
Don't wanna hear you talk
Dude was literally a god
Now we living a façade

Say ripperoni pepperoni
Dude he even quit Zamboni
From the downfall
Our highlight was a brawl

The Sabers fuckin suck
Out here lookin like a cuck
Management can't shoot a puck
So why the fuck you pray for luck

The Sabers fuckin suck
Out here lookin like a cuck
Management can't shoot a puck
So why the fuck you pray for luck

The Sabers fuckin suck
Out here lookin like a cuck
Management can't shoot a puck
So why the fuck you pray for luck

The Sabers fuckin suck
Out here lookin like a cuck
Management can't shoot a puck
So why the fuck you pray for luck

Eichel wants out
Don't tell me he would put out
86 his fuckin surgery
Rebuilding for eternity

Reinhart had a year
But y'all just wanna steer clear
Let him walk without a talk
Pay attention to the clock

Y'all remember Pilut
Eichel prolly wanna try it
Anything to get away
God please cant you stay

The Sabers fuckin suck
Out here lookin like a cuck
Management can't shoot a puck
So why the fuck you pray for luck



Credits
Writer(s): Joe Ferrini
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