Oh-no, Oh-no, Oh oh-no
I was stuck with my own Juggs
Many guys fell away, as you came crashing through
And the tiles kept tumbling down
As if in a rut
Great cascades all over the screen
Bringing the headbut 
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like we had said no more
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like your packs are gone once more
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Only 2 more days guys, we can do this