Lyrics Dan Bull – Rocket League Ye
Text:
Verse 1:
I never liked football at school
Was never liked much by the cool kids
And I wasn’t picked from the line up
And I wasn’t into motor racing
It seemed too slow, too basic
Crashing was a no no
Ramming other cars was rated too invasive
Come on
Let me put them through their paces
Let’s do it properly
Lick a shoot of broccoli
Buckle up and boot up ROCKET LEAGUE
Bridge:
SUPERSONIC ACROBATIC ROCKET-POWERED BATTLE-CARS
WITH WHEELS AND GRILLS
IN PLACE OF HEELS
OF COURSE YOU’RE GONNA
GET TACKLED HARD
Hook:
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
The crowd count down aloud
View the newest shooting stars
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
3, 2, 1, CHARGE!
Verse 2:
Mix Fifa, Tony Hawk and Carmageddon
In half a second, I’m tumescent
Move aside viagra
I’m throbbing at the bonnet
Of an E-Type Jaguar
I’m flustered
The rush has got me gushing like niagara
Rap star
Soccer crossed with Nascar
Not a crowd pleaser
I leave the people shouting:
THAT’S HARSH!
I do what I gots to do
To get those bawls
To bless those goals
Don’t give a shit
If you drive a silver shadow, man
I’ll wreck your rolls
Hook:
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
The crowd count down aloud
View the newest shooting stars
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
3, 2, 1, CHARGE!
Verse 3:
When I burn out my nitro
Better turn down your iso
It’s a photo finish so
The arena just might blow
I might go psycho
Supercharged like a rhino
Large like a dino
Size aside
My machine
Is anything but micro
I’m coming for you fast
You scummy little twat
You just got battered
By a car
In a funny little hat
Bridge:
SUPERSONIC ACROBATIC ROCKET-POWERED BATTLE-CARS
WITH WHEELS AND GRILLS
IN PLACE OF HEELS
OF COURSE YOU’RE GONNA
GET TACKLED HARD
Hook:
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
The crowd count down aloud
View the newest shooting stars
Little cars and big balls
Big balls, little cars
3, 2, 1, CHARGE!
