Walk upon Holland's bottles green?
And was the awesome Lamb of God
On Georgia's outdoor stages seen?
And did the forty-ounce sublime
Spill forth upon our crowded lips?
And did Shakira shimmy here
Using her dark Satanic hips?
Bring me my beer of burning gold!
Bring me the nachos I desire!
Bring me my Playboy! Spread, unfold!
Bring me my V8 bird of fire!
I will not cease from tag team fight
With my controller in my hand
'Til we have built Jerusalem
In Georgia's belly-shirted land.