Maple Mayhem (Canada F**k Yeah)

[Intro]
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
Red and white raised high
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
Turn it up
Let’s ride
[Verse 1]
Boots in the snow
Flannel on my back
Grill fired up
Cooler in the back
Beaver on the patch of my torn-up vest
Maple in my blood and I beat my chest (hey!)
[Chorus]
Canada
F**k yeah
Turn it up loud
Sing it from the lakes to the big city crowd
Beavers
F**k yeah
Slap that tail
Crack that beer
Let the good times sail
Beer
F**k yeah
Foam on my lip
Hockey
F**k yeah
Tape on the stick
Canada
F**k yeah
We go hard
Proud leaf burning like a shooting star
[Verse 2]
Tents by the shore
Fire throwing sparks
Stories getting bigger as the night gets dark
Northern lights dancing on a midnight sky
We toast one more
Let the sparks fly high
[Chorus]
Canada
F**k yeah
Turn it up loud
Sing it from the lakes to the big city crowd
Camping
F**k yeah
Mud on my boots
Laughing ‘til we fall
Cooking charred-up roots
Beer
F**k yeah
Pour one more
Hockey
F**k yeah
Crowd wants war
Canada
F**k yeah
Hearts on fire
Every wild road
Every tire
[Bridge]
Geese? F**k them
Stealing our fries
Screaming at the sun with their evil eyes (hey!)
Dodge that squadron
Guard your snack
Middle of the park and they still attack
[Band stops]
But we still own this whole damn land
[Band slams back in]
Leaf on the cap and a beer in hand (whoa!)
[Chorus]
Canada
F**k yeah
Turn it up loud
Sing it from the lakes to the big city crowd
Beavers
F**k yeah
Chew that tree
Building up a dam like a dynasty
Beer
F**k yeah
Raise that glass
Hockey
F**k yeah
Check that past
Canada
F**k yeah
‘til we’re gone
We’ll scream this stupid
Perfect song
[Outro]
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
Canada
F**k yeah
(Whoa-oh, whoa-oh)
We ain’t ever turning down

rock, Stadium-sized high-energy rock with overdriven guitars, gang shouts, and pounding drums; tight, chanted verses explode into a huge shout-along chorus, with a call-and-response bridge and a blazing guitar lead section that keeps the crowd jumping; male vocals with rowdy backing chants and big “whoa-oh”s