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And...when I slip on the ice
It isn't nice
Then the puck flies into the crowd
And they scream out loud
We Found The Puck!
(glockenspiel solo)
Brother Felix, oh mon frere! Referees dying everywhere!!
Now here's the puck, it's all right
But then out goes the scoreboard light
What's the score? What's the score? Jesus Christ, Felix, what's the score?
Oooh oooh oooh aaahh aaaaah oohh oh aaaaaah aaaaaah oooooh ah!