Music is sport

Music is sport, come gather round the court
Come sweat and scream for your favorite team
As you cheer and down a beer, you think they're looking like
They could be back in form this year

They're sporting all the name gear
They got the shoulder smacking, corporate backing
Lights, a blaring things are happening
You see the media sacarin' glistening on their tongues

They'll be climbing up the rungs to the top of the industry echelons
Keep it going on 'cos they didn't just come to play
They came to win, pros like them know losing is a sin
And when it comes down to handling their balls

These boys'll give it their all from hand to eye
Down the line super fine control
Backhand forehand underhand power plays
They'll be leaving all the opposition in a stunned daze
Fast man, they leave the rest behind
You find they always have the last laugh as the crowd roar

Music is sport
Music is sport

The feats are the test, they're like the musical Olympics
Or like grand final meets without the seats
It's band vs. band in an action packed day of non stop play off
Where's the fucking pay off?

One gets the mic, one makes the pass
One executes the play time for a Mexican wave
Crowd goes wild for racket skills
I teach lessons in regression but it sure don't pay the bills

What the hell we hitting for? Record companies keeping score
Trying to get those shiny plagued trophies for the office wall
Pumping out the hits to feed the media blitz
Now watch the swollen champs blow the champers
On bikini clad tits, busted through a banner backstage

High five and then we pray to God
Before we play to the throbbing mob
So, if you're ever on the sideline
Or sweating on the court, just remember my friends

Music is sport
Music is sport
Music is sport
Music is sport