[PEACHUM & LOCKIT]
In the scrimmage of life
You are certain to win
With a twist of the knife
And a kick on the shin
When you climb on a back
How much taller you are
Stand on somebody's forehead
And reach for a star

Sis boom bah!
Rah! Rah! Rah!

Keep your eye on the prize
And if somebody kicks
Poke your thumbs in his eyes
And he won't see your tricks
The public believes
That the umpire's a fool
Plant a fist in his kisser
He can't quote a rule

Team! Team! Team!

And noisily yell
So they can't hear the bell
To hell with the bell
'Cause you're out for the bill
Grab it and keep it
And you'll win the scrimmage
The big sportin' scrimmage
Yip! Yip! What a scrimmage
The wonderful scrimmage of life
Of life!