Endzone Girls

Sometimes you're better off dump
There's a disc in your hand
And in your throat there's a lump
You think it's bad, your throw's unstable
Hammering the ground and scraping off the label 
In an indoor field in an Upstate town
Call an Observer there's a disc-hog around
Standing, waiving in the lane
Wanting every throw in a pickup game

In an Upstate town, a pickup world
The disc-hog boys and endzone girls
In an Upstate town, a pickup world
The disc-hog boys and endzone girls
Endzone girls

Too many hammers, mis-thrown hucks
Handlers throwing blades, the D just ducks
Dump swing push pass, too many drops, good thing it's not glass
Have you got it, did you catch it, if so are you in
Which do you choose, a thumber to win?

(Why must you throw swill?)

In an Upstate town, a pickup world
The disc-hog boys and endzone girls
In an Upstate town, a pickup world
The disc-hog boys and endzone girls
Endzone girls
Endzone girls

(Why must you throw swill?)

In an Upstate town, a pickup world
The disc-hog boys and endzone girls
Ooh, Upstate town, a pickup world
Disc-hog boys and Endzone girls
Endzone girls

Your best player laid-out and is lying prone
Just you wait till you cut to the endzone
We've got no flow, we've got no score
There's a player behind you and in front they're four
Standing in the endzone, standing all alone
Just waiting wide open for the disc to be thrown
(How far can you throw?)

In an Upstate town, a pickup world
The disc-hog boys and endzone girls
Ooh an Upstate town, a pickup world
The disc-hog boys and endzone girls
Endzone girls
Endzone girls
Endzone girls
(How far can you throw?)

Endzone girls
Endzone girls
Endzone girls
(How far can you throw?)