Lyrics

[Verse]
Skates glide icy, but the fire went out,
On the captain of a squad penguins full of doubt.
Once the golden boy, shinin' on the ice plain,
Now he cries to the refs, tears flood the game.

[Chorus]
Cryin’ Captain Crosby, the tears hit the rink,
Past his prime, his throne starts to sink.
He led where the ice cracked, but now it's just a leak,
Voice louder than his play, every week's a squeak.

[Verse 2]
Stats took a nap, jersey now a faded shrine,
From dynasty dreams to wastin' his prime.
Once sharp as a Zamboni slick clean swipe,
Now he’s spillin’ excuses, a washed-up hype.

[Bridge]
Glory days cold as the Winter Classic chill,
Now the ice feels harder, the role tougher to fulfill.
Crowds done howlin’, they just peepin’ the decline,
From Pittsburgh to the world, watch the struggle shine.

[Chorus]
Cryin’ Captain Crosby, the tears hit the rink,
Past his prime, his throne starts to sink.
He led where the ice cracked, but now it's just a leak,
Voice louder than his play, every week's a squeak.

[Verse 3]
Sliding on his name, man, the rep’s all he got,
Legacy frozen stiff while the team's a melting pot.
Yo, we’re talkin’ the bird boys, they under the frost,
Used to run the league, now they’re countin' the cost.