Who dat Dinghy?
We'll be sighing in our seats
Bulldog children at our feet
And the CHicken that we worshiped is now gone
And our boys who spurred us on
Are playing Ovie, it's all wrong
Fourteen straight, only a shotgun could stop the run
I'll tip my hat to our forwards Lilliputian
Give four weeks to the Pierre revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pierre pick up the phone and play
Not like yesterday
And we'll get on our knees and pray
Pleks will get signed again
The change it had to come
Fire Gainey knew it all along
Bob's been liberated from collapse that's all
But the team looks just the same
Habs' history ain't changed
New Cup banners, may not flown evermore
Need Bulldogs to make big contributions
We'll never know Bob's goalie solution
Smile and grin at the Leafs ranked fifteen
Pick up our sticks and play
Just like yesterday
And we'll get on our knees and pray
Habs don't get schooled again
No, no!
Jacques moved Jaro and his accent aside
If Price happens to be still half alive
He'll still be the Saviour and we'll smile at the sky
But we know that the statistics never lie
Do ya?
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PIEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRREE!
No GM on this team
Looks any different to me
As the Bob's been replaced, bye bye bye
And our wingers on the left
Are like our wingers on the right
They're just Bulldogs that were called up overnight
CBC is twenty-nine's institution
Danse à dix is the new prostitution
Smile and grin at the babes all around
Pick up my oven mitt and play
Like Kristin yesterday
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
I don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no!
[longer guitar, synth, drums, etc...]
PIEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRREE!
Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss