If there's a goal that everyone remembers It was back in old seventy two We all squeezed the stick and we all pulled the trigger And all I remember is sitting beside you
You said you didn't give a fuck about hockey And I never saw someone say that before You held my hand and we walked home the long way You were loosening my grip on Bobby Orr
Isn't it amazing anything's accomplished When the little sensation gets in your way Not one ambition whispering over your shoulder Isn't it amazing you can do anything
We hung out together every single moment 'Cause that's what we thought married people do Complete with the grip of artificial chaos And believing in the country of me and you
Crisis of faith and crisis in the Kremlin And, yeah, we'd heard all that before It's wintertime, the house is solitude with options And loosening the grip on a fake cold war
Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish When you don't let the nation get in your way And not one ambition whispering over your shoulder Isn't it amazing you can do anything
Next to your comrades in the National Fitness Program Caught in some eternal flexed arm hang Dropping to the mat in a fit of laughter Showed no patience, tolerance or restraint
Fireworks exploding in the distance Temporary towers soar Fireworks emulating heaven Till there are no stars any more Fireworks aiming straight at heaven Temporary towers soar Till there are no stars shining up in heaven Till there are no stars any more
Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish When the little sensation gets in your way No ambition whispering over your shoulder Isn't it amazing what you can accomplish
This one thing probably never goes away I think this one thing is always supposed to stay This one thing doesn't have to go away