A bunch of people e-mailed this in:
As someone once said about a really bad album,
this song defies the law of physics by sucking and blowing at the same time.
At the 2:12 mark, we get the Penguin bashing. As someone brought up on Twitter this is how that part should go:
"...I eat Penguins for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
I blow big shots in seventh games because I ain't a winner."
At [Puck Daddy], where you get an automatic Q&A if you write a Caps song,
these two ass-clowns got some face time.
We mean that.