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I come to you now with my chin held up high,

Banged up, not broken, and with two large black eyes.

I saw flashes of greatness,

Blinding glimmers, that brought brilliant delight

But, those hopes, and those dreams quickly diminished,

by the Colts and their Slight.

Yard after yard, hit after hit,

I stand tall by my Chargers that showed NO signs of Quit.

Our leader Standing tall, just shy of 6-7

And hair that is flowing, Like an angel from heaven.

Throwing four hundred and twenty and for three beautiful T.D’s

If you still think he’s mediocre grab some nuts and, SUCK on DEEZ.

Now later on to this week a SKOL chant we face.

But its our house this time, this SKOL chants DISPLACED.

What changes do you see in the upcoming game-plans

That will change up our fortune,

charge up Tarts Bitch-slapping fore-hand?

So hug it out now, Keep that chin up towards the sky

You’re a Charger Fan Baby, This you cannot Deny.

Now back to work I go, So I say Hasta La Vista and sigh

But first, Suck my Butt, FTR  and KILUBYE