Lyrics Efilniklusefin N.F.L. (40th Anniversary Version) - Anthrax

It started back in high-school
So cool, king of the scene
You found that making people laugh
Was more than just a dream

The public took right to you
Like flies to a pile of shit
So funny, smart, so talented
But success couldn't fit

Wasting your life
No future's bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone should've said

N.F.L, efilnikufesin
N.F.L
N.F.L, efilnikufesin
N.F.L

Wake up dead, in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
And when you couldn't see your own dependency
N.F.L, nice fucking life

The whole world is your playground
Yet you couldn't find your niche
Your little friends could help you through
Helps you dig your daily ditch

The bottom line can't touch you
'Cause you're above the rest
Little friend's the enemy
The bottom line is death

Wasting your life
No future's bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone should've said

N.F.L, efilnikufesin
N.F.L, huh
N.F.L, efilnikufesin
N.F.L

Wake up dead, in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
When you couldn't see your own dependency
N.F.L, nice fucking life

You lived a life of excess
Goddamn shame, it's such a waste
Just one too many cookies
From the batch no one should taste

Yet his memory still stays with us
'Cause watching him was fun
Too bad things weren't different
Who knows what he'd have done

Wasting your life
No future's bright
Dancing on your grave
Living like a slave, someone should've said

N.F.L. efilnikufesin
N.F.L, get the fuck
N.F.L. efilnikufesin
N.F.L

Wake up dead, in a plywood bed
Six feet from the rest of your life
When you couldn't see your own dependency
N.F.L, nice fucking life

I'll tell you now