[INTRO] Las Vegas, 2019—the revolution begins! Tony Khan, turn the lights on! Seven years later, we’re still ALL ELITE! [VERSE 1 — THE BEGINNING] Double or Nothing, the gamble was real, Cody and Dustin made brotherhood feel. The Young Bucks flew, Kenny brought pain, Jericho arrived to stake his claim. Hangman dreamed big, MJF schemed, PAC brought fury, Lucha Bros screamed. Dynamite hit; Jon Moxley crashed the scene— [CHORUS] SEVEN YEARS ALL ELITE! Seven years of bringing the heat! Every champion, every story— Different names, one family! HEY! HEY! WE’RE ALL ELITE! Raise your hands and feel the beat! [VERSE 2 — 2020: KEEP THE LIGHTS ON] The world shut down; the crowds disappeared, But Daily’s Place kept the wrestling here. Moxley held gold; Kenny and Hangman teamed. Then Brodie Lee’s passing made the whole world grieve; The Dark Order gathered; ten bells rang through tears. Rest easy, Jon Huber. We’ll remember everything. [TRIBUTE — BRODIE LEE] For the father, the friend, the Exalted One, For the joy he gave and the battles he won. The man behind the monster stays in our hearts; Love keeps his legacy alive when the curtain falls. [VERSE 3 — 2021: THE WORLD RETURNS] Christian returned; rivalries grew, Inner Circle and Pinnacle fought it through. Chicago erupted to “Cult of Personality”— CM Punk came back, a moment for history. Bryan arrived; Adam Cole said “Bay-Bay!” Kenny ruled, but Hangman had his day. At Full Gear, the Cowboy beat the Cleaner clean; The Forbidden Door promised worlds unseen. [VERSE 4 — 2022: CHAOS AND CHANGE] MJF spun lies and betrayal, Punk’s title run hit a stormy trail. Brawl Out shook the company; The Elite went away, Then Kenny, Matt and Nick returned to play. The Acclaimed yelled “Scissor Me, Daddy Ass!” Billy Gunn proved legends still kick ass. Wardlow, Joe and Ricky brought might; Jade, Britt, Rosa, Toni and Jamie brought fight. [CHORUS — REPEAT] SEVEN YEARS ALL ELITE! We’re one big wrestling family! [VERSE 5 — 2023: WEMBLEY CALLING] The Four Pillars fought for MJF’s crown, Sammy, Darby and Jungle Boy wouldn’t back down. Adam Cole and MJF went from friends to foes, “Better Than You, Bay-Bay”—then heartbreak grows. All In at Wembley made history loud, A sea of wrestling fans, one thunderous crowd. FTR fought the Bucks; Sting stood with Darby, Christian stirred trouble, as always, loudly. We remember Jay Briscoe, a warrior true. [TRIBUTE — JAY BRISCOE] For Jay, the brawler with fire in his eyes, A tag-team legend who never compromised. Mark stood tall as friends honored his name; The wrestling world mourned; love outlasts pain. Jay’s spirit lives on whenever fans cheer. [VERSE 6 — 2024: NEW THREATS, NEW THRONES] Swerve Strickland claimed gold; Hangman burned, Ospreay brought speed; Bryan’s final run turned. Mercedes Moné arrived, the CEO had begun, Toni Storm shone bright; Jamie Hayter returned. The Bucks played bosses; Forbidden Door united New Japan, CMLL—wrestling ignited. [VERSE 7 — 2025: THE FIGHT CONTINUES] Moxley and Death Riders drew a hard line, Claudio, Marina and PAC made danger their design. Darby wouldn’t surrender; Hangman wouldn’t bend, Kenny fought back as new stars ascended. Ospreay kept flying, MJF schemed for more, From Full Gear to All In, fans begged encore. [VERSE 8 — 2026: WEMBLEY GLORY] Seven years on, new rivalries burn, New heroes arrive, and old legends return. Ospreay and Omega collided at Wembley, Bloodied and battered, they fought relentlessly. Will’s Hidden Blade brought the biggest reward: Ospreay beat Kenny for the world title crown, While Moné claimed gold as the whole crowd sang on. From the first Las Vegas gamble to Wembley’s roar, AEW keeps opening another door. [TRIBUTE — PAC] We pause for PAC, the Bastard, fierce and proud, Benjamin Satterley—Ben to the people who knew, A world-class wrestler, a friend, a spirit true. The Black Arrow flew; each match blazed bright. Ten bells rang out; his peers honored his name. Rest in power, PAC. We’ll remember your flame. [BRIDGE — ONE BIG WRESTLING FAMILY] To Brodie Lee, Jay Briscoe, and PAC, To every friend we wish could still walk back. To wrestlers and fans, standing side by side. The bell rings again; together we stand, From tiny arenas to Wembley, hand in hand. [FINAL CHORUS — EVERYONE SING] SEVEN YEARS ALL ELITE! SEVEN YEARS OF BRINGING THE HEAT! From Las Vegas to Wembley town! Through heartbreak and glory, every story, Every champion, every fight! Every fan who stayed all night! We are one big wrestling family! HEY! HEY! WE’RE ALL ELITE! HEY! HEY! FEEL THAT BEAT! To the next big show—WE’RE READY TO GO! [OUTRO — SPOKEN] To Brodie. To Jay. To PAC. To every legend who paved the track. To every young wrestler chasing the dream, To every fan who made the arenas scream: They said it couldn’t be done. Seven years later, the revolution rolls on. ALL ELITE—ALWAYS. A! E! DUB! A! E! DUB! A! E! DUB!
