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Hall Of Fame Lyrics
Hall Of Fame Lyrics

Hall Of Fame Lyrics

Hall Of Fame Song Lyrics

Yeah, you could be the greatest, you can be the bestYou can be the King Kong bangin’ on your chestYou can beat the world, you could win the warYou can talk to God, go bangin’ on his doorYou can throw your hands up, you can beat the clockYou can move a mountain, you can break rocksSome will call it practice, some will call it luckBut either way, you’re going to the history books
Standing in the hall of fameAnd the world’s gonna know your name‘Cause you burn with the brightest flameAnd the world’s gonna know your nameAnd you’ll be on the walls of the hall of fame
You can go the distance, you can run the mileYou can walk straight through hell with a smileYou can be a hero, you can get the goldBreaking all the records they thought would never be brokeYeah, do it for your people, do it for your prideHow’re you ever gonna know if you never even try?Do it for your country, do it for your name‘Cause there gonna be a day when you’re
Standing in the hall of fameAnd the world’s gonna know your name‘Cause you burn with the brightest flameAnd the world’s gonna know your nameAnd you’ll be on the walls of the hall of fame
You’ll be on the walls of the hall of fame
Be students, be teachersBe politicians, be preachers (yeah, yeah)Be believers, be leadersBe astronauts, be champions, be truth-seekersBe students, be teachersBe politicians, be preachers (yeah, yeah)Be believers, be leadersBe astronauts, be champions
Standing in the hall of fameAnd the world’s gonna know your name‘Cause you burn with the brightest flame (oh-whoa)And the world’s gonna know your name (oh, yeah)And you’ll be on the walls of the hall of fame
Yeah, you could be the greatest, you can be the bestYou can be the King Kong bangin’ on your chestYou can beat the world, you could win the warYou can talk to God, go bangin’ on his doorYou can throw your hands up, you can beat the clockYou can move a mountain, you can break rocksSome will call it practice, some will call it luckBut either way, you’re going to the history books, heyI’m standing in the hall of fame

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