Grip of Glory

(Verse 1) Jibbing through the set, with his grip so tight, Mark Fienstra's the name, he owns the night. Pushing dollies smooth, like a breeze in flight, Best Dolly Grip, yeah, he's out of sight.(Chorus) In his own mind, he's the king of the crew, Mark Fienstra, with his dreams so true. Cheap painted toenails, hippie Honda's ride, But in his grip game, he takes pride.(Verse 2) From Dutch roots strong, his spirit's free, 400k on his Honda, that's his glee. Through the chaos of lights, he finds his way, Mark Fienstra, shining bright every day.(Chorus) In his own mind, he's the king of the crew, Mark Fienstra, with his dreams so true. Cheap painted toenails, hippie Honda's ride, But in his grip game, he takes pride.(Bridge) On the set, he's the silent force, Determined and steady, never showing remorse. With every push, he writes his story, Mark Fienstra, bound for glory.(Chorus) In his own mind, he's the king of the crew, Mark Fienstra, with his dreams so true. Cheap painted toenails, hippie Honda's ride, But in his grip game, he takes pride.(Outro) Mark Fienstra, Best Dolly Grip around, In his own mind, his fame knows no bound. With each dolly move, he leaves his mark, In the world of grips, he's the shining star.