Coach's Song

Coach was standing alone With a wet megaphone In the pouring rain They thought he was insane He’s got his plumsmugglers on Singing a coach’s song Playbook in his hand Beneath the stadium stands

It’s not a threat, it’s a fact We gotta win district back We gotta clean up our act It’s not a threat, it’s a fact

Just look up on that wall The boys who won district before Those are the faces of winners That you see by the door Rainwater streams off his brim This town don’t believe in him Those boys had no fear Like a truck in winning gear

It’s not a threat, it’s a fact We gotta win district back This time there’s no looking back It’s not a threat, it’s a fact

They haven’t won a game But he’s got district dreams He tackled himself For the good of the team Over a glass of wine At the house with his wife To bring that trophy in He’d gladly give his life

It’s not a threat, it’s a fact We gotta win district back This time there’s no looking back It’s not a threat, it’s a fact