[Verse]
Birds in the sky, but the playbook grounded,
Offense stuck, fans dumbfounded.
Patulo callin' plays, but the rhythm missin',
Eagles fly high, not with bad decisions.
Fourth down blunders, clock ticks like thunder,
Crowd boo louder, Patulo go under.
Sideline stroll, clipboard in his clutch,
But the game's on the line, and he fumbles the touch.
[Chorus]
Fly, Eagles, fly—Patulo, step aside,
Dreams of the Bowl, but the plans collide.
Time to move on, cut loose, say goodbye,
Fly, Eagles, fly—Patulo, step aside.
[Verse 2]
Jalen got the wheels, A.J. got the hands,
But the schemes don't match, ain't no game plan.
Run-pass option? Lookin' like confusion,
Patulo in the mix, just causin' delusion.
City of Brotherly Love, but the patience thin,
Playoffs on the line, we need the win.
Sirianni's face says it all, no debate,
Clock's tickin' fast, clean the coaching slate.
[Chorus]
Fly, Eagles, fly—Patulo, step aside,
Dreams of the Bowl, but the plans collide.
Time to move on, cut loose, say goodbye,
Fly, Eagles, fly—Patulo, step aside.