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Something you should know about Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Lyrics Title: Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) lyrics Artist: Warren Zevon Lyrics Visitors: 269 visitors have hited Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Lyrics since May 27, 2008. Print: Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Lyrics print version He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline He started playing hockey by the time he was nine His dad took the hose and froze the back yard And Little Buddy dreamed he was Rocket Richard He grew up big and he grew up tough He saw himself scoring for the Wings or Canucks But he wasn't that good with a puck Buddy's real talent was beating people up His heart wasn't in it but the crowd ate it up Through pee-wee's and juniors, midgets and mites He must have racked up more than three hundred fights A scout from the flames came down from Saskatoon Said, "There's always room on our team for a goon Son, we've always got room for a goon" There were Swedes to the left of him Russians to the right A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight Brains over brawn--that might work for you But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? What else can a farm boy from Canada do? But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? What else can a farm boy from Canada do? Hit somebody! was what the crowd roared When Buddy the goon came over the boards "Coach," he'd say, "I wanna score goals" The coach said, "Buddy, remember your role, The fast guys get paid, they shoot, and they score Protect them, Buddy, that's what you're here for Protection is what you're here for Protection--it's the stars who score Protection--go and kick somebody's ass Protection--don't put the biscuit in the basket just Hit some, Buddy! it rang in his ears Blood on the ice ran down through the years The king of the goons with a box for a throne A thousand stitches and broken bones He never lost a fight on his icy patrol But deep inside, Buddy only dreamed of a goal He just wanted one damn goal There were Swedes at the the blue line Finns at the red A Russian with a stick heading straight for his head Brains over Brawn--that might work for you But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? What else can a farm boy from Canada do? But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? What else can a farm boy from Canada do? In his final season, on his final night Buddy and a Finn goon were pegged for a fight Thirty seconds left, the puck took a roll And suddenly Buddy had a shot on goal The goalie committed, Buddy picked his spot Twenty years of waiting went into that shot The fans jumped up, the Finn jumped too And coldcoughed Buddy on his followthrough The big man crumbled but he fell all right 'Cause the last thing he saw was the flashing red light He saw that heavenly light There were Swedes to the left of him Russians to the right A Czech at the blue line looking for a fight Take care of your teeth--that might work for you But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? What else can a farm boy from Canada do? But what's a Canadian farm boy to do? What else can a farm boy from Canada do? The hottest songs from Warren Zevon Fans who visit this lyrics also like: Maybe you are looking for: Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Lyrics for mp3 Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Lyric Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Letras Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Songtexte Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Lyrique Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Testo Warren Zevon - Hit Somebody (The Hockey Song) Referencias Tips to look for free audio clips (Don't use those tips to download illegally. To buy music is always the best way to support your idols) |
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