Just win, baby!
The opening game, the national stage
The Fighting Tigers storm the dome
The crowd goes wild, the band strikes up
We make ourselves at home
And then it’s time for the other guys
Their fans are highly stressed
A bunch of squinting skinny white guys wander out
The coaches look depressed
The Tigers are seething, their energy is fierce
They’re tired of getting no respect
The skinny white guys have turned a pale shade of blue
They’re terrified of what they expect
LSU is fast, lightning fast
The blue guys are confused
They’re caught in a storm of Purple and Gold
Bodies battered, egos bruised
The coaches in blue don’t know what to do
There’s simply no time to adjust
As the time runs out and Tiger points pile up
Their fans file out in disgust
We all lock arms, we sing, we sway
Our hearts a tender glow
Football time is finally here
Hey Fightin’ Tigers, let’s GEAUX!
GEAUX TIGERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
JSS

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