I do not feel like talking about the game last night. So instead I present “Come on Radim” sung to “Come on Eileen”. What can I say? Yotesgurl and I get bored at time and make up songs. Her latest? “Who let the dogs out? Pru Pru Pru”. So without further ado….
Poor old Robert Lang
Looked sad upon the hockey rink
He moved a million hearts in the Czech
Our mothers used to skate along who’d blame them
You’re grown, so grown, now I must say more than ever
Come on Radim
Toora loora toora loo rye aye
And we can cheer just like our fathers
Come on Radim, you need a goal
At this moment, you need to score
With you in that sweater my thoughts I confess
Verge on scoring
Ah come on Radim
Come on Radim
These people round here wear Red Wing sweaters
not coyotes jerseys
Resigned to their home team still
But not us, no not us
We are far too young and fast
Remember
Radim I’ll skate this line forever
Come on Radim, you need a goal
Ah come on, let’s beat this team already
That pretty red sweater Radim (get a goal)
Ah come on lets
Oh come on Radim
We are far too young and fast
and things wont ever change
Come on Radim, you need a goal
At this moment, you need to score
You need to score
Hipchecks 