Sports Anthem
Well here we are! It's the championship game
There are two seconds left on the clock
And it looks like it's going to all fall on the shoulders of this one man
You've been training your whole life for this day
Don't let the stadium of people take your focus away
It's all come down to this one play (whoa whoa hey)
This is the moment you've been waiting for
One more win could open every door
It's all on you we really want you to score (whoa whoa)
So
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up (hey)
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Fuck it up
Can you believe how many people are here?
You must be feeling so much doubt and fear
No big deal, its just your life and career
So
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Okay, here it is, my big moment
Everyone's counting on me
Focus, focus
This is for you, Dad. I love you
Here we go! (aw)
Whoops
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up (I'm bad at sports!)
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
Fucked it up
Nice
There are two seconds left on the clock
And it looks like it's going to all fall on the shoulders of this one man
You've been training your whole life for this day
Don't let the stadium of people take your focus away
It's all come down to this one play (whoa whoa hey)
This is the moment you've been waiting for
One more win could open every door
It's all on you we really want you to score (whoa whoa)
So
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up (hey)
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Fuck it up
Can you believe how many people are here?
You must be feeling so much doubt and fear
No big deal, its just your life and career
So
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Don't fuck it up
Okay, here it is, my big moment
Everyone's counting on me
Focus, focus
This is for you, Dad. I love you
Here we go! (aw)
Whoops
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up (I'm bad at sports!)
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
You fucked it up
Fucked it up
Nice
Credits
Writer(s): James Wesley Roach, Leigh Daniel Avidan, Brian Wecht
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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