With a Ranger's hat and shovel
and a pair of dungarees,
you will find him in the midfield
always sniffin' at the breeze.
People stop and pay attention
when he tells 'em to beware,
'cause ev'rybody knows that
he's the Lead Prevention Bear.
Chokey the Bear, Chokey the Bear.
Prowlin' and a growlin' and a hittin' the air.
He can throw a ball game and then take all the blame.
That's why they call him Chokey,
That was how he got his name.
You can take a tip from Chokey
that there's nothin' like a slip.
'cause they're good for kids to laugh at
and they're beautiful to see,
you just have to look around you
and you'll find it's not a joke,
to see what he'd be missin'
that would be the fucking goal.
You can camp upon his goalline
and he'll make you feel at home;
You can run and hunt and score goals
anywhere you care to roam.
He will let you take the lead
and pretend he's very smart,
but don't you block his shots
for he's a Choker in his heart.
If you've ever seen a final
when a crowd is running wild,
and you love the things within it
like a mother loves her child,
then you know why Chokey tells you
when you see him running through,
'This time...I can score it....
its the least that I can do.'