Transcendental Sports Anthem

Before you know it
It starts coming back again
Just when you thought that you'd packed it in
To the back of your mind
So worry free? "Not me!"
Not when all it takes
Is just some light pressure on the brakes
And you get hit from behind

Look up there in the sky
At the flocks of boy bands flying by
Headed down south to Orlando for the winter
My oh my, can they sure play
I saw a new one just today, hey!

Singin' "We're the young generation
And we've got nothing to say"
Oh yeah!

When you lose your screws
And you can't dig up any friends
Just go out past where the pavement ends
And start a band with the night
But when that time comes
When you've gotta bolt
Just cut the rope on your catapult
And try the air for a while

Look around, "h" is square
In the middle of "nowhere"
If you take all right turns the highway goes forever
Ohh yeah!

Build your rides, "h" is square
In the middle of "nowhere"
If you take all right turns the highway goes forever
Sell your shelves, buy some time
Leave the Nightly Noose behind
At the "h" inside your mind