The Flys - The Gods Of Basketball Lyrics

Artist: The Flys

Album: Miscellaneous

  • Songwriters: James Book, Nick Lucero, Adam Paskowitz, Peter Perdichizzi

You see clearly in their heads
They make you wish that you were dead
But you will come to show them all
The sacred game of basketball

They'll be sorry when you're gone
They'll be sorry when you're gone

Acting out just like they're fools
They must be teaching that in schools

They'll be sorry when you're gone
They'll be sorry when you're gone

Watch you roll your eyes around seem to like it on the ground
On the ground, on the ground, on the ground

You will come to show them all
The sacred game of basketball

They'll be sorry when you're gone
They'll be sorry when you're gone

Watch you roll your eyes around
Seem to like it on the ground

They'll be sorry when you're gone
They'll be sorry when you're gone


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