Pity the poor goal judge Pity the poor goal judge Man in the slot, he takes his best shot The rubber finds the twine The crowd starts to roar but no one has scored 'Til the light begins to shine The fans will always cheer But one man doesn't hear Pity the poor goal judge Pity the poor goal judge Without him there would be no hockey game After the match The fans try to catch A glimpse of Messier The goal judge is there, the crowd's unaware
He turns and walks away The players are adored But one man is ignored Pity the poor goal judge Pity the poor goal judge Without him there would be no hockey... Old is all you get He sits alone behind the net He'll never get a date 'cause he's not visible He's invisible Pity the poor goal judge Pity the poor goal judge Without him there would be no hockey game