Lyrics

Born To Run (Your Team)
by Bruce "The Boss" Allen

In the day I say I love Scot McCloughan and was sorry to see him go
At night I pretend to be my own spokesman and leak that Scot’s a wino

I get to pick the yellow pants and host alumni events and make statements like:
“We’re winning off of the field.” Whoa!
Now I’ll attack Scot behind his back
So that I’ll be… the head man in DC
On account of my pedigree

My Dad’s George Allen
Danny, I was born to run (your team)
I said my Dad’s George Allen
I was LITERALLY born to run (your team)
My name is Bruce and I’m the Boss
Danny, I was born to run (your team)

Come on, Danny!
Let's trade 3 draft picks for Tony Romo!