Scoreboard

Thanks again for listening, and we'll be back next Saturday with another hour or so of rock and roll music that deserves to be heard.

Sweating my eyes, heart in my throat Been on the ropes, still I won't show Scoreboards burning, now is the time Heroes are made on this thin white line Every fall, every bruise on my name Tell me how to stay, I've been losing I've been winning the same, and after today You remember my name I run into the

finish line

One more spin Together to the finish line The crowd getting louder, fear starts to crack.