And...when I slip on the ice
It isn´t nice

Then the puck flies into the crowd
And they scream out loud

We Found The Puck!

(glockenspiel solo)

Brother Felix, oh mon frere! Referees dying everywhere!!

Now here´s the puck, it´s all right
But then out goes the scoreboard light

What´s the score? What´s the score? Jesus Christ, Felix, what´s the score?
oooh oooh oooh aaahh aaaaah oohh oh aaaaaah aaaaaah oooooh ah!