歌詞

They cut the last word—

So we scream it back

NO TIME! NO LOSERS!

THIS IS OUR CHANT!

I got sand in my teeth, I got lights in my eyes

Paying dues in a hallway of cheap goodbyes

Bad mistakes? Yeah, I wear a few—

But I didn’t quit, I just pushed through

Not a bed of roses, not a pleasure cruise

Still standing tall with nothing to prove

They want the song quiet, neat, and done—

We make it louder ‘til it becomes a gun

WE ARE! (WE ARE!) THE CHAMPIONS! (THE CHAMPIONS!)

No time for losers—WE’RE NOT THROUGH!

WE ARE! (WE ARE!) THE CHAMPIONS! (THE CHAMPIONS!)

We keep on fighting ‘til the end—WITH YOU!

And when the tape goes dead, we rise and curl our fists—

OF THE WORLD! (OF THE WORLD!)

OF THE WORLD! (OF THE WORLD!)

Stadiums, gyms, and broken living rooms

Graduation nights and hospital moons

One song turns strangers into a crew

Everyone singing like it’s something to do

You don’t have to win to feel that light—

You just need a voice and a reason tonight

Some songs don’t age— they sharpen their edge

A whole damn planet on the same last pledge

Legend talk? Nah—this is proof

Decades pass and it still moves

When the world feels sick and the air goes thin

We hit that chorus like we’re curing it

(Stop-cuts)

PAY!

DUES!

STAND!

UP!

WE ARE! (WE ARE!) THE CHAMPIONS! (THE CHAMPIONS!)

No time for losers—WE’RE NOT THROUGH!

WE ARE! (WE ARE!) THE CHAMPIONS! (THE CHAMPIONS!)

We keep on fighting ‘til the end—WITH YOU!

And if the last line disappears in smoke and noise—

OF THE WORLD! (OF THE WORLD!)

WE ARE THE VOICE! (WE ARE THE VOICE!)

Say it like you mean it—

OF THE WORLD