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Pohjanpalo
Pohjanpalo
He has a hammer in his head
He smashes everything against every opponent
Pohjanpalo
Here we are all crazy about Joel
Pohjanpalo
Pohjanpalo
He swings his arms, runs, fights, pushes hard
And in front of goal he is a hitman
Pohjanpalo, Joel Julius Ilmari
A monster without equal
Who knows what people will think of this
An alien in the city
I watched his exploits as an opponent
The applause of a year ago
But now we have him here
Finally I enjoy the present
Someone speaks, he is envious
"Only in b is he dangerous"
Meanwhile he scores with the ball
And how everyone fears his name
Pohjanpalo
Pohjanpalo
He has a hammer in his head
He smashes everything against every opponent
Pohjanpalo
Here we are all crazy about Joel
Pohjanpalo
Pohjanpalo
He swings his arms, runs, fights, pushes hard
And in front of goal he is a hitman
Pohjanpalo, Joel Julius Ilmari
A monster without equal
I celebrate every goal with rivers of forst beer
But the situation here is worrying
In a few days
People are already drunk on this overflowing Finn
Cannon shots with his head, with the curve always partying
His name is storm, the reason is the same
Pohjanpalo
Pohjanpalo
In the squad there is a warrior
Above all an extraordinary player
Pohjanpalo, Joel Julius Ilmari