Ice hockey; a dangerous thing
Of which Canada is the king
When fisticuffs break,
For victory’s sake
They like to get crazy and sing
When sat up upon a high shelf
Ten feet in the air, maybe twelve
One’s most deadly fear
Is that one would appear
To be art for the sake of itself
Of which Canada is the king
When fisticuffs break,
For victory’s sake
They like to get crazy and sing
When sat up upon a high shelf
Ten feet in the air, maybe twelve
One’s most deadly fear
Is that one would appear
To be art for the sake of itself
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