Two Minute Warning

It's the two minute warning, and the last chance to score
 And I'm standing here in my gear, wondering what it's for
 They tell me that the game is in my hands
 But mom and dad aren't there waving in the stands
 It's ten Mississippi
 Ten Mississippi
 Rushing off to class, running through the halls
 When this scholarship is over dad has got me by the-
 Ball's in my hand
 Gotta make a stand and
 I'm pretty sure I'd make a shitty lawyer
 I'd make a pretty shitty doctor too
 If I want a life of my own, once the ball's thrown
 Then it's sitting there in that end zone
 It's the two minute warning, better come up with a plan
 Fuck me, if I'm lucky I'll get murdered by a fan
 Million other jobs going through my mind
 I could be a chef
 Is this ref going blind?!
 It's ten Mississippi
 Ten Mississippi
 Rushing in my heart, down into my toes
 I see Becky, she will wreck me
 When she learns I won't propose like she planned
 Gotta make a stand and
 I'm pretty sure I'd make a shitty lawyer
 I'd make a pretty shitty doctor too
 If I want a life of my own, once the ball's thrown
 Then it's sitting there in that end zone
 Hike!
 Hail Mary, Mother of Grace
 Come take a look at my face
 Show your mercy to a new believer
 God, don't send me home to my town
 If I go back there, I'll drown
 Help me get it to my wide receiver
 Without any warning and I'm down on my ass
 And I'm sitting here in my gear
 Watching from the grass
 My whole entire life is in his hands
 He's at the twenty
 The fifteen
 The ten
 The five!