Fan Of The Team

I wanted more songs that WEREN’T about death and destruction. This song is not really autobiographical.

I go down to my basement room
To get away from everything

To forget forgettable days
Try to find something interesting

Got a big comfy couch and a 67-inch TV
Pick up my remote and point it ahead
I’ll be driving the day right on outta my head

Ref

I’m a fan of the team
If you know what I mean

I got a big foam finger #1 written on it

I watch every game
Win or losing the same

Got an oversized jersey with a name written on it

There’s a buddy a mine
We’re hangin out all the time

Testing each other with player statistics

When we scrape up the dough
To the game we will go

And paint ourselves up in the colors terrific

When we go to the game
We’re dressing the same
I hold a big foam D with a fence standing next to me

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All my memorabilia
Is worth perhaps a dozen grand

I got a helmet from my favorite star
He wore it in a playoff game

Got a framed panorama of the home team stadium
And extra set of seats from the one they tore down
I’m the number one fan in the number 1 town