Zamboni - Zamboni

In the middle of the hockey game 
Machine comes out to clean up the stage 
But things are different this particular day 
'Cuz Pete the Zombie's here – he's looking insane 
Gets on his baby and he's loaded on beer 
Turns the ignition on and starts up a cheer 
He's got that look in his eye – time to do something bad 
Cheers turn to screams and it is totally rad 

Fear the Zamboni 
Fear the Zamboni 
Fear the Zamboni 
Everyone scream 

And so begins the bench clearing brawl 
Nobody here is safe – no matter how tall 
And don't you even try to leave your seat 
'Cuz nothing's gonna stop Zamboni Pete 
He'll grind you up in his machine of death 
Watch your intestines get pulled out of your chest 
There's a decapitated head in the goal post

The home team wins and now they're toast 

Fear the Zamboni 
Fear the Zamboni 
Fear the Zamboni 
Everyone scream 

What's this commotion on the hockey rink? 
The screams of pain and my God, what a stink 
The smell of beer and piss and rotting flesh 
Entrails are scattered at this game of death 
Everyone's dead but the fun's just begun 
There's the door, Pete's gotta run 
With his icy tank of certain fate 
When he comes to your town you'll know it's too late 

Fear the Zamboni 
Fear the Zamboni 
Fear the Zamboni 
Everyone scream