[Verse 1] One mans grinning from behind the net Waits til the cameras adjusted Dont you worry bout the flak youll get? Arent you scared of getting busted? The ball gets booted, it hits the crossbeam Up goes the banner, John 316 [Chorus 1] Oh, he dont worry bout the critics They tow the line He dont worry bout the cynics They live to whine He aint gonna change the world But he knows who can Bannerman [Verse 2] Prime time football in the Buffalo snow Freezing his little epidermis Lifts that banner at the first field goal Drinks clam chowder from a thermos Hes never missed a game, he never spells it wrong He never talks back when they tell him move along [Chorus 2] Oh, he dont worry bout the critics Theyll howl for days He dont worry bout the cynics They navelgaze He aint gonna change the world But he knows who can Bannerman [Verse 3] Sports fans everywhere are dying for a drink But theyve gotta find the well first One mans ready with a banner and a wink A whole lotta souls are getting wellversed Every time I see him, I smile a little more I cant help praying for another high score [Chorus 2] Oh, he dont worry bout the critics Theyll howl for days He dont worry bout the cynics They navelgaze He aint gonna change the world But he knows who can Bannerman [Chorus 3] He dont worry bout the critics Theyve met their match No, he dont worry bout the cynics They sniff and scratch He aint gonna change the world But he knows who can Bannerman
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