[Intro] (Forest ambience… barbell clank… distant roar.) “Anyone got a spot?” … Silence. Then… A growl. ⸻ (Verse 1) Massive footprints… Covered in chalk… Echoes through the squat rack halls… They all swear they’ve seen him lifting… Then he disappears through the walls… Bench is loaded… Bar is waiting… Every plate a mountain high… Call his name… He fades like smoke… Leaving Brothers asking why… ⸻ (Pre-Chorus) When the iron… Starts to shake… Who will answer… Who will stay? ⸻ (CHORUS) SPOTTER SASQUATCH! Running from the load! SPOTTER SASQUATCH! Never on the road! Stand beside! Hold the bar! That’s what Brothers… Truly are! SPOTTER SASQUATCH! YOU… CAN’T… HIDE!! ⸻ (Verse 2) He curls in every corner… Deadlifts in another room… Always somewhere… Never present… When the heavy moments bloom… ⸻ Breakdown (Whispers) “Busy…” “Maybe later…” “Find someone else…” NO!! (BLEGH!) I… GOT… YOU… BROTHER!! ⸻ (Bridge) Strength is shared… Never borrowed… Iron trust… Cannot be bought… The greatest lift… You’ll ever make… Is helping someone… Reach the top… ⸻ (FINAL CHORUS) SPOTTER SASQUATCH! Your legend ends today! SPOTTER SASQUATCH! We’ll never walk away! Hand on bar! Eyes on steel! Every Brother… Knows what’s real! **I GOT YOU… BROTHER!!** ⸻ (Outro) “Need a spot?” Always.
