America's Cup

Once again I'm slipping into my feminine ways
 Dump creatine and skip leg day
 Jump as four titans emerge from underground
 Debating would you rather be burned or drowned
 Pump fists drunk on the stench of fraternity
 Haloed by memories of benching eternity
 Head polished to a mirror for Athena
 Goodbye Nana A and stay strong Nana Tina
 Before the America's Cup
 It was sailors and junkies
 Bass guitarists and bikies
 Before the America's Cup
 Never heard of methadone
 Never caught the shuttle home
 Never went to bed alone
 Alan was a rolling stone
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 Once again, I'm slipping up to my hominid gait
 Desoil that vertebrae
 I'm cocksure as a man jumping off a cliff
 Top heavy head, cigarette and a quiff
 Slunk back drunk to the den of uncertainty
 Crying a fantasy of bleeding maternity
 Before the America's Cup
 It was sailors and junkies
 Bass guitarists and bikies
 Before the America's Cup
 Never heard of methadone
 Never caught the shuttle home
 Never went to bed alone
 Alan was a rolling stone
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 Tip-toe, going on some gospel, oh-oh
 They'll try and ship in a mask
 The way I see it, don't care how long it takes
 Ocean Network Express
 Before the America's Cup
 It was sailors and junkies
 Bass guitarists and bikies
 Before the America's Cup
 Never heard of methadone
 Never caught the shuttle home
 Before the America's Cup
 It was sailors and junkies
 Bass guitarists and bikies
 Before the America's Cup
 Never heard of methadone
 Never caught the shuttle home
 Before the America's Cup
 It was sailors and junkies
 Bass guitarists and bikies
 Before-