It started off so long ago in a place so familiar, a 
place we all know. We suited up side by side, expressing 
our feelings of drug free pride. In you I put all my 
trust, passed you the ball through clouds of dust! I 
guess for you it was just an image, you'll never see the 
true line of scrimmage! These days you'd rather smoke a 
joint, forgotten the feeling of the extra point. Your 
inner weakness has taken it's toll, you'll never make it 
to the Superbowl.