Ben, keep the image of Doctor J
Skying to keep your blues away
When people mention big Sam Bowie
Repeat to yourself: no, no, no phooey!
Don’t think Bill Walton’s brittle feet,
Remember not Greg Oden’s defeat
Think Moses, Wilt, think Greer and Cheeks
Think Sixers glory all these weeks
Because you’re destined to be a Philly great
So what if the journey starts 3 months late?
No doubt you got a rotten break
No doubt it’s more than your leg that aches
But big Ben Simmons don’t despair
You’re the player we just can’t spare
Not after… oh the list is way too long
Man we need that Simmons song
We’ve been waiting forever for a player like you
We’ll wait still longer — we know you’re true