Tech is Winning

There’s a little school, up in Charlottesville,

They don’t know how to play football and they never will.

They’re goanna get their butts kicked by the boys here in maroon,

Because they’re coached by old Al Groh and he’s a big buffoon.

Tech is winning, yeah Tech is winning.

Beamers on the sofa, he’s watching BC’s game,

He knows they should have won it and he hangs his head in shame.

The Cavs have gotten lucky; they’ve won some at the end

But Beamer and the Hoakies won’t let that happen again.

(Chorus)     Tech is winning, yeah Tech is winning.

The Hoakies don’t play pretty, they’ve played games bad this year.

But wine and cheese and prissy songs can’t beat boys hyped on beer.

Tech is winning.  Tech is winning.

The beat down starts at coin toss, we’ll be dancing in the isles.

And when the game is over, the Hoakies leave with smiles.

The Wahoos will be moping, Al Groh we’ll start to roast.

We Hoakies will go tailgate and raise our beers to toast.

Tech is winning, Yeah Tech is winning.

Now Hoakie nation listen, we’re going to win this thing.

We’ll be just like a pit bull that’s thrown into the ring.

We’ll beat those prissy prep boys, stomp in the ground.

They’ll tuck their tail, they played like hell, Al Groh will not be found.

Repeat Chorus

The Hoo’s went to Miami, to play the Hurricanes.

They made those boys look silly, they made those boys look lame.

Now they got the Hoakies, dead on in their sights,

but we all know that Hoakie boys know how to win dog fights.

Tech is winning, Oh Tech is winning.

The dogs they are a howling, they see Vick in the stands,

And now they start a growling, cause they cannot stand that man

The Hoakies feel the same way about these little Hoos,

They’ll beat them up the same way Vick did all those dogs that loose.