IN 2014 HE CAN BE THE QUEEN HE'S ALWAYS WANTED TO BE
With Ryan and Jason. Sing along with this:
The light glows white on the snow tonight
A Lincoln summer's night for me
A kingdom made of cut-off sweats
And Capital One Bowl tees
Couldn't keep it in, can't wring my hands
Not to be myself, no "fuck the fans"
Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know
Well now they knowwwwww 
Let it Bo, Let it Bo
Gonna love my nine and four
Let it Bo, let it Bo
Bring my cat right through that dooooor
I don't care what they're going to saaaaay
Let the corn rage ooonnnnnnnn
At least I don't coach in Piscataway
It's funny how some distance
Makes life seem so funny
Like when they fired Solich
For going nine and three
And how I used to worry
About them firing me
It's time to see what I can do
We'll beat Iowa but not Purdue
I'll have you know I've got a plan:
"Don't Be Callahan" 
Let it Bo, Let it Bo
Show the world I can really da-ah-aaance
Let it Bo, Let it Bo
Thought my ass looked great in those paaaants
Here I stand
With balls in hand
Let the corn rage oooooooonnnnnnn
My power grows with each fuck that I don't give
Grew up in Youngstown so you know I tote a shiv
Like the sea inside a shell, press an ear up to my ass
Haters I don't care about, I fart them out like gaaaaassssssss 
Let it Bo, let it Bo
Fire me, I'll go pet some cats
Let it Bo, let it Bo
Go to Culver's, eat some fats
Here I stand, with balls in hand
Let the corn rage ooooonnnnnnnnn---
I'll go to ESPN and work Saturdays