Lyrics Coach - Eric Tyler

You always seem to think
I'm making all this up
Never believe me or conceive me
Then you start to deconstruct

Broken words
Under hushed breath
It's all fiction, you don't listen
But you know, it's just my luck

The coach hates the players
The players hate the game
History repeats itself
Things remain the same

I can't change your mind
Cause it's made of concrete
While you pick your damn fights
You should practice what you preach

Hey coach
What's the deal?
All you do is blow your whistle
To express how you feel

Hey coach
Go and take five
I'm pretty sure this wasn't
What was advertised

Hey get out on the field
Enough is enough
You preach from the sides
And act so tough but

We're giving 101
In the sweltering sun
Far be it for a game
To be a little fun

I know we gotta give it
I know you wanna live it
But you simply cannot
Turn back your time with us

And when the ship goes down
I hope somebody's around
To see the victory lap
I take in my home town, come on