Twenty-five years ago I wrote alternative lyrics to the Auburn fight song. Unfortunately, Homer Rice and Bill Curry killed our annual rivalry, and we've only played them twice in the past twenty years (but we won both).
We can't get much use out of this (at least for the next few years), but you can. I have discovered that it is close enough to their lyrics that you can sing along with them in a crowd and they won't notice. Much.
War Eagle, crawl off the field
Never to conquer, ever to yield
War Eagle, you'll lose, it's true
Beat 'til you're all black and blue
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Drop the football
Moan, bitch, and cry
Go to hell! Go to hell!
Eat shit and die!
War Eagle, lose for Auburn
Asshole of Dixie Land