Second Period, Eight-Three, Canada
Alone, surrounded by a pizzeria
Two-by-two, they go for a second cup
And not a single soul in that bio shop

Second slice, pepperoni, Coca-Cola
None, no need to share with anyone
Another ‘BOGO’, two burgers for one
Goal it is! Nine-Three for Canada

Second verse, a horde of teens storms in
Gone, the dialogues within my mind
A kid enters, he asks to see Amin
He lost his bet, he got no valentine

Second time, STM, a jam-pack bus
Done, who decided it would be thus?
A door opens, it’s maybe time to leave
Another win for Canada, yet another day to grieve