The Decider
Posted: Wed Jul 17, 2013 2:15 pm
State of Origin Three 2013
Can you hear that distant rumble slowly building to a roar
can you feel the ground a trembling as the battle lines we draw.
The fight is on in earnest to cement an eight year run
our warriors are primed and ready and we will not be out done.
You can not explain the feeling as your guts curl like a ball
then your skin it starts to tingle as you hear that Queensland call.
Seven years of Queensland winning the blues can see no rhyme or reason
They know the canetoad armies coming and it’s cockroach feeding season.
The Blues have made some changes Gallens fallen out of sight
they must have wanted players who could play instead of fight ?
Farrahs got the captains nod and poor old Merrits in the bin
but we don’t care who they pick it’s not gonna help them win.
Lauries feeling worried, he just don’t know where to start
Heaps of talent there to choose from but no players who have heart.
When will they start to realise it’s ok to play it tough
but if you don’t love the state your born in it will never be enough.
Greg Bird has said we play too rough Nate hurt him in that brawl
he hates us cause we’re winning well now I’ve heard it bloody all.
Learn to take it on the chin mate pride’s not something you can buy
And one in bloody all in has always been our battle cry.
The Blues supporters gather they have put out an urgent call
and from every nook and cranny they crawl out of the wall.
Sydney may be their home town and Queenslanders they may hate
but our champion team is ready and they’re gonna make it eight.
Eighty thousand screaming roaches blue wigs and banners flying
celebrate it while you can we’re gonna send you all home crying.
They know we’re never beaten, they can never duplicate our pride
When the dust of battle settles Queensland will be the champion side.
Queenslander
Bob Pacey
Can you hear that distant rumble slowly building to a roar
can you feel the ground a trembling as the battle lines we draw.
The fight is on in earnest to cement an eight year run
our warriors are primed and ready and we will not be out done.
You can not explain the feeling as your guts curl like a ball
then your skin it starts to tingle as you hear that Queensland call.
Seven years of Queensland winning the blues can see no rhyme or reason
They know the canetoad armies coming and it’s cockroach feeding season.
The Blues have made some changes Gallens fallen out of sight
they must have wanted players who could play instead of fight ?
Farrahs got the captains nod and poor old Merrits in the bin
but we don’t care who they pick it’s not gonna help them win.
Lauries feeling worried, he just don’t know where to start
Heaps of talent there to choose from but no players who have heart.
When will they start to realise it’s ok to play it tough
but if you don’t love the state your born in it will never be enough.
Greg Bird has said we play too rough Nate hurt him in that brawl
he hates us cause we’re winning well now I’ve heard it bloody all.
Learn to take it on the chin mate pride’s not something you can buy
And one in bloody all in has always been our battle cry.
The Blues supporters gather they have put out an urgent call
and from every nook and cranny they crawl out of the wall.
Sydney may be their home town and Queenslanders they may hate
but our champion team is ready and they’re gonna make it eight.
Eighty thousand screaming roaches blue wigs and banners flying
celebrate it while you can we’re gonna send you all home crying.
They know we’re never beaten, they can never duplicate our pride
When the dust of battle settles Queensland will be the champion side.
Queenslander
Bob Pacey