He Shoots... He SCORES!!!

The crowd’s on fire, the game’s alive,
We score to tie it, five-on-five.
The place erupts, it feels so right,
We’re all locked in, it’s tied tonight!

They strike again, we answer fast,
Another goal, the lead won’t last.
Back and forth, it’s do-or-die, oh man!
No one is gonna quit, it’s tied again!

(Chorus)
He shoots, he scores—yeah, the red light ignites,
Home team heroes in the glow of the lights.
Gloves hit the ice, hear the whole crowd erupt,
This is the moment—we’re lifting the Cup.

Third period, it’s tied up three to three,
Every single shift feels big to guys like me.
Shots and saves are coming fast from every side,
No one’s backing off, we’re skating with pride.

20 minutes of overtime, the tension grows,
Every fan in their homes are on their toes.
The clock ticks down, we hold our breath,
One mistake could mean their death!

(Chorus)
He shoots, he scores—yeah, the red light ignites,
Home team heroes in the glow of the lights.
Gloves hit the ice, hear the whole crowd erupt,
This is the moment—we’re lifting the Cup.

(Bridge)
Hearts are pounding, the second period into overtime,
Cold beer, cheap pizza—yeah, it’s our time.
The crowd holds its breath as he takes the pass clean,
Breakaway chance—biggest moment we’ve seen.

(Chorus)
He shoots, he scores—yeah, the red light ignites,
Home team heroes in the glow of the lights.
Gloves hit the ice, hear the whole crowd erupt,
This is the moment—we’re lifting the Cup.
He shoots, he scores—yeah, the red light ignites,
Home team heroes in the glow of the lights.
Gloves hit the ice, hear the whole crowd erupt,
This is the moment—we’re lifting the Cup.
This is the moment—we’re lifting the Cup.

Folk pop
 Medium to fast Tempo
Storytelling with humor vibe
Malesingers