On the Forecheck · May 10, 2016
Rising like a phoenix, Nashville forces another game seven
Go big or go home? The Predators dug themselves in a hole and stormed out of it like they had a rocket attached to their backsides. Thursday night it'll come down to a winner-take-all game seven in San Jose.
Bring home the boys and scrap scrap metal the tanks
Get hitched and make a career out of robbing banks
Because the world is just a teller and we are wearing black masks
"You broke our spirit," says the note we pass
So we can take the world back from the heart-attacked
One maniac at a time we will take it back
You know time crawls on when you're waiting for the song to start
So dance alone to the beat of your heart
Hey young blood
Doesn't it feel like our time is running out?