Hockey Fight Song

I’m going down to the Garden - with a couple of my buds
Gonna sit up in the cheap seats - I wanna see a little blood
I wanna get my money’s worth - eat some dogs & drink some beers
Yell all night at the referee - “Go on you bum, get outta here!”

I wanna see a hockey fight - a donnybrook, a little brouhaha
And if our team should score tonight - we all can yell “Hoorah! Hoorah!”

I didn’t come to see Gretzky - I didn’t come to see Lemieux
Or any of those other pretty boys - and all that fancy stuff they do
I came to see the Hanson Brothers - take on Dave “The Hammer” Schultz
Drop their gloves & do the tango - beat each other to a bloody pulp

I wanna see a hockey fight - a donnybrook, a little brouhaha
And if our team should score tonight - we all can yell “Hoorah! Hoorah!”

Send in the goons, coach - c’mon, get rid of these clowns
Let’s kick some ass, team - hey you, in front, yeah you, sit down!
I wanna see the benches empty - garbage raining from the stands
Wanna see ‘em climb the glass - start a little something with the fans

I wanna see a hockey fight - a donnybrook, a little brouhaha
And if our team should score tonight - we all can yell “Hoorah! Hoorah!”

My boy’s a hockey player - my boy, he’s pretty tough
I’m awfully proud of my boy - he ain’t afraid to mix it up
You shoulda seen him whup that Nichols kid - gave that boy a bloody nose
Shoot, by the time he’s ten years old - my boy’ll be ready for the pros

I wanna see a hockey fight - a donnybrook, a little brouhaha
And if our team should score tonight - we all can yell “Hoorah! Hoorah!”