Fugue State Fair - Buckeyes

Camo, steel boots, friends from my online groups
Selfie at a truck stop, remember this day

Going 80 on 80 with the sunrise in my eyes
I knew this AK'd be useful someday

I'm right, I know, and I always hated
the Steelers anyway

All of the guns of Ohio to the Pennsylvania border
Ride ride ride
We'll have our fun 'til the battles are won
And the whole world becomes Buckeyes

Firefight, goin' nuts, blood on the donuts
When PA falls, Michigan is next

We're righteous, I know, and always fated
to show the world the way

All of the guns of Ohio to the Pennsylvania border
Ride ride ride
We'll have our fun 'til the battles are won
And the whole world becomes Buckeyes

Hands in the air!

Mercy you got me please don't shoot me
I'm a poor boy from Cleveland a hundred miles from home.

Written by:
Jason Zasa

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