“Where the Team Has No Name” – Ode to Washington Football Fans

“Where the Team Has No Name” (to the music of U2’s “Where the Streets Have No Name”)

I want to run, I want to hide
I want to tear my Theismann jersey from the inside
DC needs to reach out and re-light the flame
And my team has no name

I want to feel sunlight on my face
where double digit losses, there are no trace
I wanna take shelter from all this pain
And my team has no name, oh oh

And My team has no name
And my team has no name
We’re still re-building then burning down,
re-build, tear down again,
And we go to FedEx Field, we go there and boo
It’s all we can do
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The city’s a mess,
And our team is a bust
We’re beaten by cowboys and eagles,
no yards and a cloud of dust

Will we ever see first place
or even a wild-card game
And our team has no name…..

Written by Tom Campisi, fan of the Washington team since 1973