Well, sir, there's nothing on earth
Like a genuine, bona fide
Electrified, 35,000 seat Stadium
What'd I say?
Stadium
What's it called?
Stadium
That's right! Stadium
Stadium
Stadium
Stadium
I hear those things are awfully loud
Not in the playoffs and not with our crowd.
Is there a chance the walls could bend?
Not on your life, Watermelon-head
What about us brain-dead slobs?
You'll be given radio jobs
Were you sent here by a Bomber?
No, good sir, my sister is my mother
My ring came off in the can
We have three more, my good man
I swear it's Regina's only choice
Throw up your hands and raise your voice
Stadium
What's it called?
Stadium
Once again
Stadium
But Albert Street's all cracked and broken
Sorry, Mom, the mob has spoken
Stadium!
Stadium!
Stadium!
Stadium!
Stadi, d'oh!