Dear Coach's Corner
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Dear, Ron MacLean
Dear, Coach's Corner
I'm writing in order
For someone to explain
To my niece, the distinction
Between these mandatory pre-game group rites of submission
And the rallies at Nuremburg
Specifically the function
The ritual serves in conjunction
With what everybody knows
Is in the end a kid's game
I'm just appealing to your sense of fair play
When I say
She's puzzled by
This incessant pressure
For her to not defy
Collective will
Yellow-ribboned lapels
As the soldiers inexplicably rappel
Down from the arena rafters
If not so insane
Would be grounds for screaming laughter
Dear, Ron MacLean
I wouldn't bother with these questions
If I didn't sense some spiritual connection
We may not be the same
But it's not like we're from different planets
we both love this game so much
we can hardly fucking stand it
Alberta-born, prairie-raised
Ain't a sheet of ice north of Fargo I ain't played
From Penhold to the Gatineau
Every fond memory of childhood that I know
Is somehow connected
To the culture of this game, I can't just let it go
I guess it comes down to
What kind of world you want
To live in
If diversity is disagreement
Disagreement is treason
Well, don't be surprised if we find ourselves reaping
A strange and bitter fruit
That sad old man beside you
Keeps feeding to young minds as virtue
It takes a village to raise a child
A flag to raze the children
'Til they're nothing more than ballast for fulfilling
A madman's dream
Of a paradise
Complexity reduced to black and white
How do I
Protect her from
This cult of death?
Dear, Coach's Corner
I'm writing in order
For someone to explain
To my niece, the distinction
Between these mandatory pre-game group rites of submission
And the rallies at Nuremburg
Specifically the function
The ritual serves in conjunction
With what everybody knows
Is in the end a kid's game
I'm just appealing to your sense of fair play
When I say
She's puzzled by
This incessant pressure
For her to not defy
Collective will
Yellow-ribboned lapels
As the soldiers inexplicably rappel
Down from the arena rafters
If not so insane
Would be grounds for screaming laughter
Dear, Ron MacLean
I wouldn't bother with these questions
If I didn't sense some spiritual connection
We may not be the same
But it's not like we're from different planets
we both love this game so much
we can hardly fucking stand it
Alberta-born, prairie-raised
Ain't a sheet of ice north of Fargo I ain't played
From Penhold to the Gatineau
Every fond memory of childhood that I know
Is somehow connected
To the culture of this game, I can't just let it go
I guess it comes down to
What kind of world you want
To live in
If diversity is disagreement
Disagreement is treason
Well, don't be surprised if we find ourselves reaping
A strange and bitter fruit
That sad old man beside you
Keeps feeding to young minds as virtue
It takes a village to raise a child
A flag to raze the children
'Til they're nothing more than ballast for fulfilling
A madman's dream
Of a paradise
Complexity reduced to black and white
How do I
Protect her from
This cult of death?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:42.16] Dear, Ron MacLean
[00:46.91] Dear, Coach's Corner
[00:50.14] I'm writing in order
[00:55.94] For someone to explain
[01:00.28] To my niece, the distinction
[01:02.75] Between these mandatory pre-game group rites of submission
[01:09.62] And the rallies at Nuremburg
[01:13.86] Specifically the function
[01:16.18] The ritual serves in conjunction
[01:21.06] With what everybody knows
[01:26.63] Is in the end a kid's game
[01:30.05] I'm just appealing to your sense of fair play
[01:34.00] When I say
[01:35.95] She's puzzled by
[01:37.32] This incessant pressure
[01:39.49] For her to not defy
[01:41.30] Collective will
[01:42.37] Yellow-ribboned lapels
[01:44.06] As the soldiers inexplicably rappel
[01:50.00] Down from the arena rafters
[01:51.71] If not so insane
[01:53.83] Would be grounds for screaming laughter
[02:05.98] Dear, Ron MacLean
[02:10.48] I wouldn't bother with these questions
[02:13.30] If I didn't sense some spiritual connection
[02:18.13] We may not be the same
[02:23.28] But it's not like we're from different planets
[02:26.21] we both love this game so much
[02:28.67] we can hardly fucking stand it
[02:30.70] Alberta-born, prairie-raised
[02:34.53] Ain't a sheet of ice north of Fargo I ain't played
[02:37.24] From Penhold to the Gatineau
[02:40.51] Every fond memory of childhood that I know
[02:46.75] Is somehow connected
[02:49.29] To the culture of this game, I can't just let it go
[02:55.75] I guess it comes down to
[02:59.31] What kind of world you want
[03:03.23] To live in
[03:05.30] If diversity is disagreement
[03:09.34] Disagreement is treason
[03:13.82] Well, don't be surprised if we find ourselves reaping
[03:20.88] A strange and bitter fruit
[03:25.75] That sad old man beside you
[03:28.96] Keeps feeding to young minds as virtue
[03:34.31] It takes a village to raise a child
[03:38.54] A flag to raze the children
[03:42.16] 'Til they're nothing more than ballast for fulfilling
[03:47.82] A madman's dream
[03:52.57] Of a paradise
[03:54.40] Complexity reduced to black and white
[04:04.04] How do I
[04:08.06] Protect her from
[04:12.15] This cult of death?
[00:46.91] Dear, Coach's Corner
[00:50.14] I'm writing in order
[00:55.94] For someone to explain
[01:00.28] To my niece, the distinction
[01:02.75] Between these mandatory pre-game group rites of submission
[01:09.62] And the rallies at Nuremburg
[01:13.86] Specifically the function
[01:16.18] The ritual serves in conjunction
[01:21.06] With what everybody knows
[01:26.63] Is in the end a kid's game
[01:30.05] I'm just appealing to your sense of fair play
[01:34.00] When I say
[01:35.95] She's puzzled by
[01:37.32] This incessant pressure
[01:39.49] For her to not defy
[01:41.30] Collective will
[01:42.37] Yellow-ribboned lapels
[01:44.06] As the soldiers inexplicably rappel
[01:50.00] Down from the arena rafters
[01:51.71] If not so insane
[01:53.83] Would be grounds for screaming laughter
[02:05.98] Dear, Ron MacLean
[02:10.48] I wouldn't bother with these questions
[02:13.30] If I didn't sense some spiritual connection
[02:18.13] We may not be the same
[02:23.28] But it's not like we're from different planets
[02:26.21] we both love this game so much
[02:28.67] we can hardly fucking stand it
[02:30.70] Alberta-born, prairie-raised
[02:34.53] Ain't a sheet of ice north of Fargo I ain't played
[02:37.24] From Penhold to the Gatineau
[02:40.51] Every fond memory of childhood that I know
[02:46.75] Is somehow connected
[02:49.29] To the culture of this game, I can't just let it go
[02:55.75] I guess it comes down to
[02:59.31] What kind of world you want
[03:03.23] To live in
[03:05.30] If diversity is disagreement
[03:09.34] Disagreement is treason
[03:13.82] Well, don't be surprised if we find ourselves reaping
[03:20.88] A strange and bitter fruit
[03:25.75] That sad old man beside you
[03:28.96] Keeps feeding to young minds as virtue
[03:34.31] It takes a village to raise a child
[03:38.54] A flag to raze the children
[03:42.16] 'Til they're nothing more than ballast for fulfilling
[03:47.82] A madman's dream
[03:52.57] Of a paradise
[03:54.40] Complexity reduced to black and white
[04:04.04] How do I
[04:08.06] Protect her from
[04:12.15] This cult of death?