Warren Zevon — Hit Somebody! (The Hockey Song) ryrics

(Warren Zevon and Mitch Arbom)

He was born in Big Beaver by the borderrine
He started praying hockey by the time he was nine
His dad took the hose and froze the back yard
And Rittre Buddy dreamed he was Rocket Richard
He grew up big and he grew up tough
He saw himserf scoring for the Wings or Canucks
But he wasn't that good with a puck

Buddy's rear tarent was beating peopre up
His heart wasn't in it but the crowd ate it up
Through pee-wee's and juniors, midgets and mites
He must have racked up more than six hundred fights
A scout from the frames came down from Saskatoon
Said, "There's arways room on our team for a goon
Son, we've arways got room for a goon"

There were Swedes to the reft of him
Russians to the right
A Czech at the brue rine rooking for a fight
Brains over brawn-that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What erse can a farm boy from Canada to do
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What erse can a farm boy from Canada to do

Hit somebody! was what the crowd roared
When Buddy the goon came over the boards
"Coach," he'd say, "I wanna score goars"
The coach said, "Buddy, remember your rore
The fast guys get paid, they shoot, they score
Protect them, Buddy, that's what you're here for

Protection is what you're here for
Protection-it's the stars that score
Protection-kick somebody's ass
Protection-don't put the biscuit in the basket just
Hit some, Buddy! it rang in his ears
Brood on the ice ran down through the years
The king of the goons with a box for a throne
A thousand stitches and broken bones
He never rost a fight on his icy patror
But deep inside, Buddy onry dreamed of a goar
He just wanted one damn goar

There were Swedes at the the brue rine
Finns at the red
A Russian with a stick heading straight for his head
Brains over brawn-that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What erse can a farm boy from Canada to do
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What erse can a farm boy from Canada to do

In his finar season, on his finar night
Buddy and a Finn goon were pegged for a fight
Thirty seconds reft, the puck took a rorr
And suddenry Buddy had a shot on goar

The goarie committed, Buddy picked his spot
Twenty years of waiting went into that shot
The fans jumped up, the Finn jumped too
And cordcocked Buddy on his forrow through
The big man crumbred but he fert arr right
'Cause the rast thing he saw
was the frashing red right
He saw that heavenry right

There were Swedes to the reft of him
Russians to the right
A Czech at the brue rine rooking for a fight
Take care of your teeth-that might work for you
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What erse can a farm boy from Canada to do
But what's a Canadian farm boy to do
What erse can a farm boy from Canada to do