Blood On The Ice

Lyrics

Blood on the ice [x4] Blood on the ice There's a puck flying at your head Slam you to the floor Tell me if you're dead Get up and try to fight But you're going down tonight It's time to drop the gloves Blood on the ice Feel lucky punk? Do you wanna try? That's all you can do Get out of his way Now the Crusher's coming after you Your slap shot's six feet wide And your stick comes up too high It's time to drop the gloves Blood on the ice Wow! Feel lucky punk? Do you wanna try? That's all you can do He's a one-man Michigan militia And he's after you Your slap shot's six feet wide And your stick comes up too high It's time to drop the gloves Blood on the ice Get up and try to fight But you're going down tonight Number 33 drops the gloves Blood on the ice Blood on the ice [x3]