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Shot & edited by Ian Kean

Lyrics:
I love the fuckin' way that fellers used to play,
They'd bowl you right over if ya ever got in their way,
But now if you slow em down a bit yer in the box,
And you sit there for longer and longer til the time runs off the clock

If the fellers square off you have to let them go,
One ref steps in, one feller catches a blow,
You have to wait til they're done, til one falls like a tree,
(Besides) everyone loves a donnybrook, that's what they paid to see.

It's old time hockey, The way you're sposta play,
You throw a little lumber, if a guy gets in yer way,
Ya play like Gordie Howe or Eddie fucking Shore,
We can't all be Gretzkys, Lemieuxs or Bobby Orrs.

When it was back in the day, they didn't exercise,
Drinking all night even drunk while they were on the ice,
Look at old Lafleur, he's smoking on the bench,
And along the boards they'd fight like they were fighting in the trench

As tough as they were, let's go further back,
Before Jacques Plante, goalies didn't even wear a mask,
Hard as fucking balls, they didn't give a fuck,
Of course they had a harder time, elevating the puck.

But it's Old Time Hockey, before the rules were all established,
Not even a helmet, on old Craig MacTavish,
The boys that play today, they'd would probably all retire,
If they had to play in '75, against the Philly Flyers,

Now I can see the relevance of playing a good clean game,
Although it seems less fun and to be honest, quite lame,
But the kids will learn to play it safe and never get a scratch,
And grow up to get away with murder and never make a pass.

If there's nothing ever stopping you from getting to your goal,
And life decides to give it straight, up yer ol five hole,
Twould be better had you learned to fight, right to the top,
Instead of when the going gets tough you just yell out "stop!" (hockey whistle)

'Cause it's old time hockey, the way it's sposta be,
Heads up, sticks down, pass it around, no puck hogs do ya see,
Slew footin, slashing, hooking, today they'd all be suing,
Imagine if they had to play, against the big bad Bruins.

Old time hockey, Even the stars will throw Some knucks,
Elbows flyin, nobody crying, no teams were named the Ducks,
God help the fucking day, If fighting is ever banned,
Our country will stop working, until Bettman's fucking canned.