You’ve taken more from us than you’ve given in return You can request our atonement you can beg that we repentīut your words can’t outweigh the messages your actions sent Just keep buying more peanuts until they set us free We really do not follow the fair trade your mind contrivesĬould any number of peanuts be worth 17 lives? The momentary dopamine of an upward trending line Oh does it really satisfy you to hear that ticker whine You said this is what we wanted it’s all that we voted forīut how could we have know what was truly in store You ask for our collective action when it benefits your causeĬrack open another peanut without taking any pause (RESTRAINT?! These fans don’t know the meaning of the word! With the book open and the umps fired up The Shelled one has demanded we learn discipline! But fans and players alike have declared war on the gods! That's right, every single god! Oh, they've really done it now! We are bound to see some risky plays this season! STRIKE ONE!) I guess I’ll never hear my name rain down I’m not the one, not the one they’re cheering forĭid I sleep through the only years I haveĪnother mediocre game with no return on yield
Write ‘em down in a ledger that’s nowhere near fullĪnd when I’m jamming out with the team it’s easy to forget So send my love to the stands, cuz we’re tearing them down We’re all sick of the daylight, light up the pyreĪnd all forbidden books are made to be opened It’s our first season back, but the fun has expired The players are restless, they’re all starting firesĮvery game is the same, we’re just baseball for liars We’re just hungry to rip into that goddamned tomeĪnd if you don’t lay off, parker, you’ll be next So you better watch out cuz we know how to cook I came here kick ass and chew gum and open books If you think that we’re kidding, well then you’re sorely mistaken If I don’t know the limits, how am I gonna break them? Still I’ve missed the fans acclaiming every wordĪnd make a total mess of this whole damn league
Just gotta make it to the end of the season It’s been nice, but it still doesn’t feel like home I’ve just got to get my head down, give the fans what they deserve
It’s fine for now and that’s all that I need to do my job The weather’s always perfect, clear and blue The gods seem to like it and the umps are playing fair So we’re back on base again and there’s a joy in all our veins The game’s been good to me, and I swear I’ll be good back I’ve missed the way we all seem so absurdīut most of all I’ve missed my friends and laughing every night I’ve missed the fans acclaiming every word
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