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.