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‘Twas the night before Super Bowl, when all through New Orleans.
Not a 9er was stirring, not even Scott Tolzien
My Jersey was hung up in the closet with care
Waiting for kick off when the ball takes air
The fans were restless tossing in their beds
With visions of 6 Lombardis danced in their heads
And Harbaugh in his khakis with sweat shirt tucked in
Put the plays final touches ready for the win
When out on the TV there arose such chatter
I sprang from my room to see what was the matter
Away to the door I ran never looked back
I about broke it down like Justin with a sac
Then on ESPN I heard tales of the proof
The usage of sprays used for the hoof
It’s not the worst scandal for Ray to appear
Charges of murder came the last time he’s here
The 2002 season they were crowned a dominate foe
But this season they are coached by little Harbro
An older squad searching for one more they came
As John hooted, and hollered, and called them by name
Now FLACO! Now, NGATA! Now, RAY LEWIS and Mike Oher!
On, ED REED! On Boldin! On, RAY RICE and MORE!
To the visiting endzone! They thought they could rome
But this is OUR HOUSE! OUR HOUSE! It’s our HOME!!!
It’s thought Katrina was the worst hurricane to fly
This dome ain’t seen nothing with wrath near by
It’s up to the 9ers to prove to the few
By defeating the Ravens and little Harbaugh too.
I don’t care your superstition or rabbits foot,
Or the lucky underwear covered in your soot:
Place your bets, Vegas started us favored by 5
Suckers with money as now the line is 3.5
Stadium lights how they twinkle! Gold Rush Girls are cherry!
Bodies like playmates, and cheer so merry!
My mouth drools with delight enough to fill a bowl…
Wait! Back on track this game is about OUR soul!
Strong we will come and hit them in the mouth
The style of O is to run north not south.
Our O is fancy when we run a belly
Frank, James, Colin make your legs look like Jelly
Don’t forget the D they are furious and stealth
Not like the Ravens who belong on the shelf.
No need for spys, run twists and watch them tread
Run it with press when they’re in the spread
Don’t care what they talk; it’s all about hard work
Jim Harbaughs plan, proven by giving Alex the jerk
He’s played the game, his finger shows
His grit and will he did impose.
He challenged them with hart no need for a whistle
These Ravens played like flowers with no thistle
This is the team motto we all embody
WHOS GOT IT BETTER THAN US!?!? NOBODY!!!!
Not a 9er was stirring, not even Scott Tolzien
My Jersey was hung up in the closet with care
Waiting for kick off when the ball takes air
The fans were restless tossing in their beds
With visions of 6 Lombardis danced in their heads
And Harbaugh in his khakis with sweat shirt tucked in
Put the plays final touches ready for the win
When out on the TV there arose such chatter
I sprang from my room to see what was the matter
Away to the door I ran never looked back
I about broke it down like Justin with a sac
Then on ESPN I heard tales of the proof
The usage of sprays used for the hoof
It’s not the worst scandal for Ray to appear
Charges of murder came the last time he’s here
The 2002 season they were crowned a dominate foe
But this season they are coached by little Harbro
An older squad searching for one more they came
As John hooted, and hollered, and called them by name
Now FLACO! Now, NGATA! Now, RAY LEWIS and Mike Oher!
On, ED REED! On Boldin! On, RAY RICE and MORE!
To the visiting endzone! They thought they could rome
But this is OUR HOUSE! OUR HOUSE! It’s our HOME!!!
It’s thought Katrina was the worst hurricane to fly
This dome ain’t seen nothing with wrath near by
It’s up to the 9ers to prove to the few
By defeating the Ravens and little Harbaugh too.
I don’t care your superstition or rabbits foot,
Or the lucky underwear covered in your soot:
Place your bets, Vegas started us favored by 5
Suckers with money as now the line is 3.5
Stadium lights how they twinkle! Gold Rush Girls are cherry!
Bodies like playmates, and cheer so merry!
My mouth drools with delight enough to fill a bowl…
Wait! Back on track this game is about OUR soul!
Strong we will come and hit them in the mouth
The style of O is to run north not south.
Our O is fancy when we run a belly
Frank, James, Colin make your legs look like Jelly
Don’t forget the D they are furious and stealth
Not like the Ravens who belong on the shelf.
No need for spys, run twists and watch them tread
Run it with press when they’re in the spread
Don’t care what they talk; it’s all about hard work
Jim Harbaughs plan, proven by giving Alex the jerk
He’s played the game, his finger shows
His grit and will he did impose.
He challenged them with hart no need for a whistle
These Ravens played like flowers with no thistle
This is the team motto we all embody
WHOS GOT IT BETTER THAN US!?!? NOBODY!!!!
