Throw the jockstrap in the bag

Shake it loose and let it fall

Stumble blindly to the showers

Bodies propped against the wall

Another young team overwhelmed

Robbed and cheated in the tight

God we’re glad for rain and mud

Or they’d beat us out of sight

We don’t care what’s right or wrong

Refs we never understand

Let the Devil take the rulebook

For to us it is no friend

Another game is dead and gone

Tomorrows pain is out of sight

All we’re needing is some beer

To help us make it through the night