Sing us a song, you're the Schiano Man

Sung to the tune of Billy Joels "Piano Man." H/T to Weird Al Yankovic (R- California)

By PFT Commenter Dec 30, 2013, 11:59am EST

Its 1 O'Clock on a Sunday,
The Raymond James crowd shuffles in.
Theres a young man on the balcony,,
Whose never seen the Buccaneers win.

And the Quarterback looks like hes Beaker,
And the Running Backs all look like theyre stoned.
Theyre sharing a drink they call Hennsey,,
And they cant seem to find the end zone.

Loss Loss Loss Loss-Loss-Loss-Loss,
Loss Win-Win-Win Loss,
Win-Loss-Loss.

Sing us a song your a Schiano Man!
Sing us a song tonight.
Well were all in the mood for a victory,,
But youve couldnt get those divas to fight.

Well Greg on the sidelines is a friend've mine,
Who traded away a Man they called Free.
Josh loved his coke, and to lite up and toke,,
And now hes a Vikings QB.

Loss Loss Loss Loss-Loss-Loss-Loss,
Loss Win-Win-Win Loss,
Win-Loss-Loss.

And the lockeroom behaved like a carnival,
And Vincent Jacksons car smelled like a beer.
So Greg had enough, and went full Next Man Up,,
And he'll be coaching at Penn State next year.

Sing us a song your a Schiano Man!
Sing us a song tonight.
Well we were in the mood for a victory,,
But you couldnt get those divas to fight.

Loss Loss Loss Loss-Loss-Loss-Loss,
Loss Win-Win-Win Loss,
Win-Loss-Loss.

Ladies and gentlemen may I present to you, Lawrence Tynes on guest vocal's:
I said "Greg I believe this is killing me!"
And Coach said 2 "Just take a bath."
Well Im sure that I could be a superstar,,
If I could get rid of this staph!

Sing us a song your a Schiano Man!
Sing us a song tonight.
You went 11-21, your teams were never any fun,,

And you just got fired on sight.