Spike and Glory

[Verse] In the heart of the UK, where the rivers run free, We're cheering for our team, under the old oak tree. Olympic fever’s burning, in this small-town world, With our hearts set on victory, flags unfurled. [Verse 2] The volleyball court’s a battlefield of dreams, Where every spike and serve, ignites our hopes and schemes. As the whistle blows and echoes through the night, We cheer ‘em on with all our might. [Chorus] Spike and glory, under the Olympic rings, We’re united, bound by all their wins. With every point they score, we stand and cheer, Volleyball dreams, they’re crystal clear. [Verse 3] Granny's in the bleachers, waving her red, white, and blue, While grandpa’s telling stories of the champions he knew. In our small-town hearts, they're heroes of the game, Bringing pride and joy, to our hometown name. [Bridge] The lights shine bright, on the court’s hard floor, Every bump and set, we’re shouting for more. Their dedication's a lesson, for us to hold tight, In every uphill battle, they show us the light. [Chorus] Spike and glory, under the Olympic rings, We’re united, bound by all their wins. With every point they score, we stand and cheer, Volleyball dreams, they’re crystal clear.