Fall Classic

Hey man, break your plans

The whole city's on fire

Take in, we're world champs

The whole plaza's alive

And they'll say "it's a game"

That's okay, they're entitled

But we've waited too patiently not to go wild

And this is what it sounds like when a city holds it's breath

Steel and concrete towers, all glowing blue and red

Agents and accountants, wool caps upon their heads

Yelling out in unison

"It just feels nice to win"

Drive fast, cancelled class

The whole city's invited

Call out, hit the town

The whole team's pulling through

And they'll say "it's a game"

"There's no reason to riot"

But we've waited too anxiously not to let loose

And this is what it looks like when a city holds it's breath

Steel and concrete towers, all glowing blue and red

Agents and accountants, wool caps upon their heads

Yelling out in unison, mm

"It just feels nice to win"