We'Re Number One

Another week has come and gone The TV’s playing; the game's just coming on They pound their chests and drink their beer Waiting for game time to shout and cheer All the rounds of drinks they've pored Their team has won; a victory scored The fans go wild; scream “we’re number one” When in fact not a thing they've done Another week now come and gone The TV’s playing; the game is on Another round of drinks they've pored Their team has lost; no victory scored You hear not a call; no screams, or shout They’ll win again they have no doubt Another week, another game, another score Another round of drinks they’ll pore