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"