Annakin Slayd - 25 Feels A Little Like 93 lyrics

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I believe that it's meant to be

And it feels a little like '93

With failing hands we hold it high

And raise number 25 to the sky

I believe we're right in the mix and it

Eels a little like '86

With failing hands we hold it high

And raise number 25 to the sky

Here's a rap from the cradle of organized sports

Where we come together for a common cause

I remember number 24

Cheers busting out every house, every home

Hard to believe it was so long ago

And I know we got a long, long way to go

But I believe this city's got a chance to cop it

So I bust my Komisarek shirt and rock it

Spoke to the ghost of the Rocket

Told me once the wheels are in motion can't stop it

Yeah, I thought back to that ten minute O

When his tear drops blessed the Bell Centre floor

Put a lot of thought to what I'd rhyme about

How can I wrap my mind around?

Locking number 25 down

There has never been a better time than now

I believe that it's meant to be

And it Feels a little like '93

With failing hands we hold it high

And raise number 25 to the sky

I believe we're right in the mix and it

Feels a little like '86

With failing hands we hold it high

And raise number 25 to the sky

Let's party all night for the red, blue and white

And shine bright like the Place Ville Marie lights

It's been a hundred years, 1909

And in a quarter of that time we've paraded with pride

And if this year we win number 25

You can bet there'll be elated celebrating city-wide

Yeah, once in a while I pass by the Big O

And think since we lost our team we haven't been exposed

So I climb the tower, raise a glass up to the 'Spos

Then I snatch the torch and pass it to the ghosts

I know this 25th crusade won't fail

And we'll be sipping from the holiest of grails,

Yeah

Sometimes it's by the numbers we're defined

23, 11, 27, 10 and 9

And maybe number one if you're seeing the signs

Because this year I'm seeing and believing twenty-five...