The Seahawks, traveling from Seattle to New York. What.
You cursed me by picking the Big Blue. Swine....
No you cursed Big Blue by choosing them! Damn Limey! Get Scurvy like the rest of us!
Long as I remember The rain been coming down. Clouds of Mystery pouring Confusion on the ground. Good men through the ages, Trying to find the sun; And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain.
