Only Way is Conway

Facing steep odds is nothing new to us,
Whether we get on a plane, or we get on a bus,
All we ever care about is having good times,
Gotta take it right now, while we're still in our prime,

We always remember that no matter what happens,
We'll always be a duck,
And even if we don't win everything, well,
Who really gives a fuck,

The only way is Conway,
That's what I tell myself every week,
And if there's one thing I won't ever take for granted,
It's the triple deke,
No matter what they say, we just come out to play,
We take advice from Hans and Coach Bombay,
There's no point in trying to pray,
Because the only way, is Conway,

Playing in a tournament we're destined to win,
When we come up against a mighty team from mighty Iceland,
We're gonna send em packing back home to their mothers,
Cause we got a couple goons that we call the bash brothers,

We might be wearing USA jerseys,
But everyone is still a duck,
We got the flying V, and Fulton's big shot,
And Russ Tyler's knuckle puck,

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Ducks fly together,
Through calm or stormy weather,
And we never give up,
Once we've put on that sweater,
We fight forever,
Cause ducks fly together,
In our flying V,
We are birds of a feather, (x2)

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