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Chairman Nguyen’s Army
10
Artist:lachlan_baird
Duration:3:19
Tags:Upbeat pub-chant energy with stomping drums,gang vocals on the hook,and chunky electric guitars doubling the melody; verses stay tight and storytelling with swagger,pre-chorus builds on tom rolls and bass slides,chorus explodes with shout-along lines and stacked harmonies; male vocals,big room singalong,perfect for victory beers after a hard-fought match
[Verse 1] Cold nets Dark nights We were stuck at the bottom rung Hand‑me‑down caps Loose whites Losing before we’d begun Then he walked in Clipboard Eyes like he’d seen the plan Tapped the crest on his chest Said “Lads We’re gonna be that team” (yeah!) [Pre-Chorus] He drew fields on a beer coaster Dreams on a changing room wall Said “we’re Ashburton Willows” And we’re not scared to fall [Chorus] Chairman Nguyen’s army From the cellar to the sun Every bruise Every boundary Every wicket Every run We were whispers on a team sheet Now we’re roaring on the green Chairman Nguyen’s army Greatest Thirds you’ve ever seen [Verse 2] Sid the Hammer walks out Grin wide Taped-up grip Ball disappears to the houses Kids chasing it down the strip Jake “Male Model” at cover Then striding out Stance so clean Taking poles Piling scores Like a highlight reel on screen (oh yeah) [Pre-Chorus] Nath Barr steaming in harder Eyes locked on the top of off Stumps cartwheeling Hearts lifting Oppositions start to scoff… then stop [Chorus] Chairman Nguyen’s army From the cellar to the sun Every bruise Every boundary Every wicket Every run We were whispers on a team sheet Now we’re roaring on the green Chairman Nguyen’s army Greatest Thirds you’ve ever seen [Bridge] In the cordon Tim Mendis chuckles Little nod Quiet word Calm soul “Boys Just play the next ball” And somehow we all feel whole From the first frost of October To the last light Sunday fades He believed when no one did Now they’re scared when they see our name [Chorus] Chairman Nguyen’s army From the cellar to the sun Every bruise Every boundary Every wicket Every run We were whispers on a team sheet Now we’re roaring on the green Chairman Nguyen’s army Ashburton Willows Third Eleven Kings of the dream-team scene