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Raptor Jesus - A Musical Tribute

In honor of the Bruins match up with the Dallas Stars tonight, we offer a humble tribute to a man whose time in Boston was brief, yet unforgettable. Though he left us in the offseason, we will never forget thee, Rich Peverley...Raptor Jesus.

Bruce Bennett

Raptor Jesus - A Stanley Cup of Chowder original

Lyrics:

I hear there is a man from Guelph
Who carries teams all by himself
He flies around the ice doing as he pleases

With skates aflash and fierce fist pumps
He makes all others look like chumps
He's known around the globe as Raptor Jesus

Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus

When he rose up from Atlanta hell
Bruins fans didn't know him well
But with his claws he reached out and he seized us

He spoke out in a thunderous roar
"JUMP ON MY BACK, IT'S TIME TO SCORE
AND I WILL LEAD THE WAY AS RAPTOR JESUS"

Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus

Aaron Rome started a war
When Horton's arm rose from the floor
Appeared the Bruins Cup chances were gone-zo

But Raptor Jesus rode in on high
Replacing him on the first line
And every puck went soaring past Luongo

Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus

His beard inspires widespread fear
He's never shed a single tear
His helmet sweat can cure most known diseases

Just one fist pump can power a town
Or raze a building to the ground
His power overwhelms: he's Raptor Jesus

Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus

But even heroes must move on
And just like that, one day he was gone
To spread the hockey gospel down in Dallas
Cry not, my friends. Don't shed a tear
For one day soon he'll reappear
And welcome us to his glorious Pizza Palace

Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus

Maybe this is overblown
But we all agree Peverley Owns
And no one in the Garden should ever boo you
It's not a man that scores every night
It's not somebody just there to fight
It's a poor man's Mike Richards - Raptor Jesus

Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus

Every game, he played it right
In black and gold, a true white knight
The Preds and then the Thrashers, we forget them
A Bruin's a Bruin, whether short or tall
A Bruin's a Bruin, no matter if he's small
A Bruin is forever; Raptor Jesus

Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus, Raptor Jesus
Raptor Jesus

*Thank you to everyone at Stanley Cup of Chowder for their contributions to this song. I may have posted it, but it was truly a collaborative effort - the way Rich Peverley would have wanted it.*