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We root for a team in low places.
Later
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Me and Garth can see what’s coming. Pick up your git-fiddle and sing along.
Just five years ago
The Mets were in the Big Show
They seemed to be walkin’ on air.
But, who was to know
They were beginning to grow
Older, as in with grey hair?
And it’s tough to surmise
This is no big surprise
That they ain’t gonna’ be there again.
So drown your thoughts in your beer
This week was an omen I fear
There’s no reason to cheer
Unless Omar gets the team some new men.
'Cause I root for a team in low places
And I think its time for changing faces.
I just hope the beer chases
My blues away
And I'll be okay
We’re not so good at reaching bases
Our fans are drinking beer, by the cases
Oh, I root for a team in low places
Well, I guess I was wrong
We just didn’t belong
In first at the end of the fight.
But little did I see
We’d be below place three
And giving up without a big fight.
Hey, I didn't mean
I will not root for my team
Just give me some hitters and then
Well, I'll be as high
As eagles that fly
And the atmosphere
That they’re flyin' in
'Cause I root for a team in low places
And I think its time for changing faces.
I just hope the beer chases
My blues away
And I'll be okay
We’re not so good at reaching bases
Our fans are drinking beer, by the cases
Oh, I root for a team in low places
I guess I was wrong
My team just don't belong
But then, we’ve been there before
But at Shea it’s all right
We’ll be ready to fight
we’ll pick ourselves up off the floor
I didn't mean
to cause a big scene
Just wait 'til I finish this glass
Then you fans from afar
will know we’re back up to par
And you can just kiss my a**.
Just 'cause I root for a team in low places
Doesn’t mean I’ve lost my saving graces.
I just hope our hitting chases
My blues away
And I'll be okay
We’ve got to start some saving faces
And tightening up our pennant race,
but ‘til then I root
For a team in low places.
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