Pity the poor goal judge   Pity the poor goal judge   Man in the slot, he takes his best shot   The rubber finds the twine   The crowd starts to roar but no one has scored   'Til the light begins to shine    The fans will always cheer   But one man doesn't hear    Pity the poor goal judge   Pity the poor goal judge   Without him there would be no hockey game    After the match   The fans try to catch   A glimpse of Messier   The goal judge is there, the crowd's unaware   He turns and walks away    The players are adored   But one man is ignored    Pity the poor goal judge   Pity the poor goal judge   Without him there would be no hockey...    Old is all you get   He sits alone behind the net   He'll never get a date 'cause he's not visible   He's invisible    Pity the poor goal judge   Pity the poor goal judge   Without him there would be no hockey game