"Bein' the One"
An 80's Rock Ode to Auburn by White Trash Gary and the Maulers
Hit it boys...guitar!
Oh, little brother, little brother, we got you on the run
You saw our wins, you saw your fate
and you knew nothin' could be done!
You were beat,
Had to cheat,
to stop bein' overrun!
Oh, little brother! little brother, you knew
it couldn't be done! So you paid a price,
now you'll pay a price, paper champions!
Oh, little brother, little brother, how's it feel now
that you're on the run? Is that what you do, little brother,
when Bama's the champion?
Oh, little brother, little brother, you knew it couldn't
be done! You saw the Saban, you saw the monster
and you knew your days were done!
You played the scam, you stuck with Cam
Good luck gettin' out of this jam!
Oh, little brother, little brother, you know Saban's the one!
Cus you knew you were through,
Desperation spread through,
you can't beat the Red Legion!
Oh, little brother, little brother
Don't you know you ain't the one?
There's a team in Alabama
and they the only real one!
Oh, little brother! Little brother, don't you know
it can't be done? You can buy the players,
you can say your prayers
but you can never be the one!