Lyrics
[Intro lively electric guitar riff with a strong beat]
Welcome to O’Shai Fantasy League, where the stakes are high,
Austin started it all, back in 2016,
Jordan won that first year, living the dream,
And just last year, he took it again,
Now we’re all in this together, chasing wins like men.
Austin took the crown in ‘17 with pride,
But he’s been MIA, just watching from the side,
We talk trash, make picks, and bring the heat,
But football’s the bond that makes this league complete.
[Verse 1 with a catchy melody]
Trent’s been stuck in the middle, can’t reach the crown,
Always mid, man, he’s bringing us down,
Edie’s got rings, but man, he hit the floor,
Last place got him down, doing stand-up for sure.
[Chorus with powerful, anthemic energy]
In O’Shai Fantasy League, we’re here to stand and fight,
Talking trash, making picks, under the bright lights,
When the pressure’s on, we hold our ground,
If you’re not ready, then don’t stick around.
[Verse 2 with a humorous twist]
Mitch is good, with that lemonade stand in DC,
But can’t quite mix the right fantasy recipe,
Shawn’s Packers are his pride, but just like his crew,
They get close to the gold, but can’t break through.
Reece’s team is a storm, causing a fuss,
Loves the weather, but winning’s a must,
Jordan’s flying high, on that Eagle’s wing,
He’s got that ring, now he’s living like a king.
[Chorus with extra punch, bass thumping]
In O’Shai Fantasy League, we’re here to stand and fight,
Talking trash, making picks, under the bright lights,
When the pressure’s on, we hold our ground,
If you’re not ready, then don’t stick around.
[Bridge with a strong, twangy lead guitar]
Griff’s been missing, since 2018’s show,
But we remember the year he stole the glow,
Pat’s the rookie, coming in hot,
Aiming to prove he’s got more than just talk.
TJ’s got stocks, hoping they’ll rise,
But it’s his fantasy team that needs the prize,
Austin’s the GOAT, our commish for life,
We might argue politics, but football’s our life.
[Chorus final with full band, crowd chant feel]
In O’Shai Fantasy League, we’re here to stand and fight,
Talking trash, making picks, under the bright lights,
When the pressure’s on, we hold our ground,
If you’re not ready, then don’t stick around.
[Outro with a powerful guitar solo, fading to laughter]
So here’s to O’Shai, where legends are born,
We fight for the top, and laugh at the scorn,
Austin’s our commish, and we’re all in the game,
United in football, chasing glory and fame.
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