Alright folks, those dark lockout clouds have moved in and we are caught in a raging storm
.... so how’s about we CHASE THOSE BLUES AWAY!

I’ll go first, guys get your wife and/or girlfriend to sing the lyrics below to this tune:
Rolls of bright quarters and shiny brass knuckles
Blood spewing players and angry fan chuckles
Unionized pros with their asses in slings
These are a few of my fanciful things
Stressed hockey junkies and sports barroom owners
Merchandise sellers and odd online loners
Coming together for all that it brings
These are a few of my fanciful things
Bumpkins with pitchforks and slickers with heaters
Crackpots with C-4 and punks with repeaters
Exploding packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my fanciful things
When the bandy bites
When the lockout stings
When I feel like shit
I simply remember my fanciful things
And then I can deal with it