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the waterboy looks down on him
as he picks up the ball
it's another awful day
it's another awful day
for mike townsend
our prodigal son, our shameful pitcher, mike townsend
and he pitches the ball
in the same way
to the same place
every time, like an asshole
and it's a strong hit to the outfield
and a double for the spies
mike townsend is a disappointment
he's a loser and a total disgrace
mike townsend is a disappointment
mike townsend better end up in flames
yeah
he throws the ball in the air
so that he can catch it and look cool
but he misses catching it on the way down
so he just drops it on the floor
and has to bend down and pick it up again
like nobody just saw him drop it
and then he pitches the ball
in the same way
to the same place
every time, like an asshole
and the batter sees the defeat in his eyes
and there's no strikes, no outs, it's a home run, great job
mike townsend is a disappointment
he's a loser and a total disgrace
mike townsend is a disappointment
mike townsend better end up in flames
yeah
mike townsend is a disappointment
he's a loser and a total disgrace
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A thousand miles down and a thousand to go
In this place that she now calls a home
Ripped away from her friends when she was meant to ascend
With her lungs full of ash and just burnmarks to show
Taking one for the team
Has never cut so deep
But now she's back on the field
Sparks dance round her eyes
She's ready to pay the price
Making the most of her borrowed time
There she goes again, with that flickering smile
The unstable ace, steady toeing the line
Now she's back with her friends, bound to them til the end
With Mikeyboy in her heart and pitches to throw
She's checking her pulse for the last time tonight
Walks up to the mound, sees the fear in their eyes
Spins the ball in her hand, ready to make this right
The debt must be paid, for her team and for Mike
Taking one for the team
Has never cut so deep
But now she's back on the field
Sparks dance round her eyes
She's ready to pay the price
Making the most of her borrowed time
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i cant say
i thought that this would ever happen
why cant we
just continue to be happy
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
godspeed, you beautiful bastards
send me a postcard while you're up there
godspeed, without you we're disasters
if it were up to me, i wouldn't let you go
i'm lost
i'm lost
i'm lost
i'm lost
without you
oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
godspeed, you beautiful bastards
send me a postcard while you're up there
godspeed, without you we're disasters
if it were up to me, i wouldn't let you go
i wouldn't let you go
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rogue ump
02:43
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monday morning i arrive
three hours early to see the sky
before the moon obscures the sun
before the players think they've won
i take position four steps back from the home plate
i am the cross-section between this mortal plane
and its fate
for unknown reasons, Jaylen burned
in the first season, the Great Return
the book forbidden, open wide
the gods had spoken, Jaylen died
when the meeting of the council had adjourned
we thanked the gods
for we knew the commissioner
had done his job
then five seasons came and went
not a worry, no undead
the sky grows dark and we decide
who will live and who will die
but when Hotdogfingers appeared atop the mound,
cheating fate
i took a secret vow to ensure their debt is paid
and so, i wait
and now the players arrive at last
and i am grinning behind my mask
for i see darkness coming forth
and i know balance will be restored
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hey goodwin
02:06
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Hey Goodwin,
Hope you’re getting settled in
Expectations were high
When a five star pitcher joined us
Hey Goodwin,
First seasons aren’t ever easy
But that period’s behind you
And the team is behind you
And they’ll agree with me
That you lived under pressure
And you deserve better than this
Sure your stats could be better
But that doesn’t matter
I’d still bet it all on your pitch
Cause Goodwin, there’s no way around it
You’ll be a star when season starts It’s the truth
We got your back, raise your head cause you got this
I’ll cheer you on cause I believe in you
I believe in you
I believe in you
I believe in you
Goodwin, there’s no way around it
You’ll be a star when season starts It’s the truth
We got your back, raise your head cause you got this
I’ll cheer you on cause I believe in you
Goodwin, there’s no way around it (there’s no way around it)
You’ll be a star when season starts It’s the truth
We got your back, raise your head cause you got this
I’ll cheer you on cause I believe in you (I believe in you)
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curse of crows
03:13
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i'm not here for you
though i have so much to avenge
but if you look above us
they are ready to descend
they are very hungry
and they are very loud
have you ever seen this many
come out to a crowd?
and when they all descend
don't blame me for what they do
though i can't conceal my anger
and i have no love for you
i might somehow give in
show you mercy you don't deserve
but they have no reservations
and they're ready to be served
now there are so many birds
and they don't want blood
and they don't seek justice
but they will set us free, and they won't hear your pleas
there are just so many birds
and they won't show mercy
and they won't feel pity
and you will get your just rewards when the final run is scored
where did they all come from?
when did they appear?
they might have come for you
they might have smelled your fear
you can't run for safety
you've already struck out
and underneath the screeching calls
i won't hear you shout
we have entered extra innings
and this could be the last
the sun is nearly gone
feathers thick as overcast
and if i somehow give in
to show you kindness you don't deserve
they have no reservations
but they're ready to be served
now there are so many birds
and they don't want blood
and they don't seek justice
but they will set us free, and they won't hear your pleas
there are just so many birds
and they won't show mercy
and they won't feel pity
and you will get your just rewards when the final run is scored
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ashes
06:19
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I thought I heard your laughter
dancing joyfully in the wind
When I turned around to find you
you were gone
I thought it would be us forever
Together against the world
But here I am standing alone
As the sun sets on the dream we shared
Memories is all I have left
And all our regrets, all we left unsaid
Now Ashes is all that remains
Now Ashes is all that remains
As I walked the streets we used to roam
the void you left aches
I thought I heard your call on the wind
Please, Don't leave me behind
As the sun sets on the dream we shared
Memories is all I have left
And all our regrets, all we left unsaid
Now Ashes is all that remains
Whisked away by the storm
Only the memories are left
Now my heart beats for both of us
Now as ashes is all that remains
As the sun sets on the dream we shared
Memories is all I have left
And all our regrets, all we left unsaid
Now Ashes is all that remains
One day I'll see you again, I promise you
One day I'll be next, then I won't be alone
Anymore
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i can see the truth in your eyes
as you're telling me lies
like you know that you'll hold my hand again
cause you don't know you will
but i know how you feel
and i don't know if i can watch you walk out on the field
and there's the lightning strike
across the pitch-black night
and i wanna hold you close, but i can't
i don't wanna let you go
in the feedback
cause i don't know i'd get you back
yeah, i don't know i'd get you back
i don't wanna let you go
in the feedback
cause i don't know i'd get you back
yeah, i don't know i'd get you back
i can feel you pull away from me
i can feel you retreat
"duty calls" you say, and then it's
all of the eyes on the pitcher throwing
and it's all of the eyes on the way it's going
and you hit the ball, and then it's out of our hands
and there's the lightning strike
across the pitch-black night
and i wanna hold you close, but i can't
i don't wanna let you go
in the feedback
cause i don't know i'd get you back
yeah, i don't know i'd get you back
i don't wanna let you go
in the feedback
cause i don't know i'd get you back
yeah, i don't know i'd get you back
and there's the lightning strike
across the pitch-black night
and then the smoke obscures
the place where you once stood
and when it clears, you're just not there
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my adrenaline is low
i'm not used to it
all i wanna do is go
and find a ball to hit
usually by this time
my blood is rushing through my skin
i pick up my bat
gotta find some way to take her for a spin
nothing happens every day
nothing happens every day
and yeah
blaseball is an eternal hell and there's
no escape, nor from the umpire's death knell but
i wanna play i wanna play i wanna play
and nothing happens every day anymore
where are the umpires and the fire
where are the scorch marks on the field
where is the screech of feedback on the wire
where are the birds in the outfield
where are the peanuts raining down
where is the blood falling on the town
now all we have is double roast dirt
no-one is going to get hurt
and that's sad
and that's boring
i'm going mad
nothing happens every day
nothing happens every day
and yeah
blaseball is an eternal hell and there's
no escape, nor from the umpire's death knell but
i wanna play i wanna play i wanna play
i wanna play i wanna play i wanna play
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park it
06:49
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Theodore Duende's the perfect captain
Solid fundamentals and a great friend
We need more sluggers like him and Allison Abbott
We need less people like Mike Townsend
We’ve got Luis Acevedo
The best vocaloid in the league
But I’ll get to that later
We’ve got Gwiff now and Gwiff never whiffs
I think he’s at least half owl; it’s unclear
But we’ve got Luis Acevedo
The only vocaloid who can also thwack
When they’re at bat they bellow
This next runs for Hotdogfingers
A victim of eldritch circumstance
If she lived to see our new pitcher
This next ground outs for Mike Townsend
We’re going to win in spite of you
If we don’t win that’s totally ok, cuz you know we’re gonna pa pa pa pa
Park it
Park it
Park it
Park it
Theodore Duende's got the formula
That’s why they call blaseball the sweet science
He just walks up to the plate and says “Soundgarden is pretty good,
But they’re far from the best band out of Seattle”
“Have you heard of this band Weep Wave?
I’ll make you a mixtape after this”
Then he hits a grand slam
This next runs for Hotdogfingers
A victim of eldritch circumstance
If she lived to see our new pitcher
This next ground outs for Mike Townsend
We’re going to win in spite of you
Out of the way, it’s Duendesday season
I know we’re anticapitalist
But Tiana Cash didn’t have to die
She was literally made of money
Though I’m sure it informed her politics so for her we will just pa pa pa pa
Park it
Park it
Park it

Hi is this thing on?
My name is Mike Townsend, and I’m the current pitcher for the Seattle Garages
The previous pitcher, Jaylen Hotdogfingers, was incinerated
She was the first one killed after the forbidden book was opened,
And I remember just sitting there with Tiana when it happened, and at first I couldn’t figure out exactly what had occurred but after I realized she was gone for good I was like
“huh! That’s Blaseball for ya you know?"
Like I forgot who said it but someone said Blaseball is a game of inches, and if she was standing just three inches to the right of the mound I’m sure she would’ve been fine.
Anyways shortly after that Duende said “I can’t believe you’re our pitcher now” and I said “what? I’m the new pitcher?” And he said “yeah I really can’t believe it” to which I said “oh jeez thanks how cool is this!”
But as you probably know, I’m not really as good as Hotdogfingers was, you know? I think the hotdogs let her throw the ball to more than one place without missing the strike zone, and she was even able to pitch it at different speeds! You know, I don’t have hotdogs for fingers, so I can’t do that.
Anyways, so Im the pitcher now regardless, and I didn’t realize how much pressure it would be you know?
Like every time I throw a walk off the fans are like “TOWNSEND!” And sometimes when someone hits a home run the fans will yell “TOWNSEND!!”, and sometimes when I pitch a bad game the fans will write a song called something like “Mike Townsend Is A Dissapointment” and it will become the new anthem of our team and it’ll play non stop on KGAR...
You know how it is with Blaseball fans!
Anyways I know I’m lucky to be the pitcher for such a great team, and I love my teammates but... I wish I was really good, you know? Like hotdogfingers good. Like, I could pitch a no no against the Hellmouth Sunbeams good. But, I’m not, you know? I’m not Jaylen Hotdogfingers, I’m not the best Blaseball pitcher in the league, I’m just kinda a goofball that the team likes to turn into a running gag. But we’ve won some games you know? And it’s not like we won those games WITHOUT me. And, you know, I’m not incinerated. At least, I’m not incinerated yet. I just want to be this big, bright, shiny star, and whenever I step out on the field I don’t want them to say “TOWNSEND!” Or “TOWNSEND!” I want them to say “TOWNSEND!” You know? Like “TOWNSEND!”. Ah... it’s so hard man. Anyways sorry to ramble, can I start over? OK. Hi my name is Mike Townsend, and I’m the pitcher for the Seattle Garages.
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mike townsend has to get out of bed
mike townsend's got the voice in his head
and he can't remove the heavy feeling
and it persists through the morning commute
he's running late, so he texts "i'm en route"
but he can't remove the heavy feeling
and it's the coffee with one sugar
but he wonders where they took her
and the radio comes on and he cannot help but to hear
"they found a way to get her from the shadows,
but we need someone to go to where the map shows"
mike townsend knows what he's gotta do
"if you need respect, then you might just earn some,
it's a journey you might not return from"
mike townsend knows what he's gotta do
the radio's blasting and he's singing along
mike townsend hears his favourite song
but he can't remove the heavy feeling
the static hits when he's nearly there
the null mixing with the waves in the air
and he can't remove the heavy feeling
he downs the coffee with one sugar
and still he wonders where they took her
and the radio comes on and he cannot help but to hear
his hand is hovering at the gate now,
and he's trying to think of a way out,
but he closes his eyes and talks to himself in his head
"they found a way to get her from the shadows,
but they need someone to go to where the map shows,
i'm mike townsend, and i know what to do.
i need respect, and i just might earn some
it's a journey i might not return from,
i'm mike townsend, and i know what to do.
there's a chance that this is the end,
but i know i have to do it if it saves my friend,
i'm mike townsend, and i know what to do.
i can feel my spirit is leaving me,
but i get power from the team, cause they believe in me,
i'm mike townsend, and i know what to do,
i'm a disappointment, i'm a credit to the team,
there's a coldness in my blood, and i know what that means,
i'm mike townsend, and i know what to do,
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bet you think you’re tough
a big old god come down from up high
think we got it rough
but you miss a lot when you’re way up in the sky
cause we’ve been makin deals with
the devil you can’t see
you wanna play with idols
try a taste of equity
we may not look like much we
may start from nothing but we
got way more spirit than a
nut who thinks he’s god
you don’t know anything bout
the mess you’ve started now
best get your weapons ready
cause we are tearing down your walls
tell us to submit
you’re not the only one who gets to make plans
no we won’t remit
you’re the one who’ll pay for the blood on your hands
you’ve had a decent run
we’ll concede that much to you
but you’re blocking out the sun
and we’re tired of the view
we may not look like much we
may start from nothing but we
got way more spirit than a
nut who thinks he’s god
you don’t know anything bout
the mess you’ve started now
best get your weapons ready
cause we are tearing down your walls
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number 14
04:22
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“Raise the dead”
That’s what they said
But we know it’s not so simple, you see
When the team
Completes the dream
Who will be left unseen?
When she passed away
Those of us who had to stay
Don’t what she’s seen in the underland
So how could we doom one of the band?
So watch out
We’ll hunt you
We’ll find your hidey-hole
We’re gonna keep running and running
Till we take back what you stole
But we don’t
Know what will
Happen when you’re seen
So till then we will try and keep her at number 14 (higher, lower (x8))
Number 14 (higher, lower (x8))
Is the sun a god?
What about the peanut too?
When we’ve won this fight, do we fight them too?
But for now.
We stay
For the rest of our lives, we will know the gods are not on our side.
Who’s side are they on?
Who’s side are they on?
So watch out
We’ll hunt you
We’ll find your hidey-hole
We’re gonna keep running and running
Till we take back what you stole
But we don’t
Know what will
Happen when you’re seen
So till then we will try and keep her at number 14 (higher, lower (x8))
Number 14 (higher, lower (x8))
Hope that we’ll see them again
In this life or another
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rooting for you
02:34
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in the stands shouting loud
i'm so proud of my girl
in the outfield
i'm here shine or rain
or blood drain
can't complain
how does she feel?
she steps up to bat
knocks em flat
another massacre
cheering her on
she's the one
my favourite brassica
she's one with the bat
as she sends the ball skyward
life's never dull
when you're dating a dryad
i am rooting for you
are you rooting for me?
say what's it gonna be
p-p-paula
are you rooting for me
like i'm rooting for you?
what are you gonna do
p-p-paula
i can feel to my core
this green energy's raw
please believe me
does she feel this way
who can say
hope she'll stay
never leaf me
let me in, let's begin
we can win
yeah i can taste it
stealing my heart
like you're stealing the bases
gotta know will this grow
is it just a flirtation
cause you're all i want
vegetation sensation
i am rooting for you
are you rooting for me?
say what's it gonna be
p-p-paula
are you rooting for me
like i'm rooting for you?
what are you gonna do
p-p-paula
(clapping rhythm) turn up! [x4]
p-p-paula
p-p-paula
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a warning
04:42
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what do you know about fairness?
is "fair" for the highest bidder?
do you blame us for their mess?
are we really all winners?
what do you know about investment?
be honest, are we your cash cows?
or is this set for recession?
what do you twist in your favor now?
you'll find we're a ruthless bunch
and we're often correct when we have a hunch
if the last few years were proof enough
then you and I both know what's on our minds
we're here to ask our new owner:
something in that deal isn't disclosed
is this a hostile takeover?
if so, there's something that you should know:
this is a warning from us to you
now that our end of the deal is due
if you've got some hell to put us through
you know what happened last time, don't you?
we've done it once and we'll do it again
no one will die in your name but you
so if you think about bringing the end
just rest assured it will be yours too
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so, siesta's end
time to come back
i missed all my friends
jaylen returns for one more
but not with us
she's so full of love
mike, still in the shadows
is this the last of him
or will he rise again
hope, can we win it for them
we'll watch the twelfth trip around the
sun 2 shines above
the black hole gets ten and minus one
what will await us when it's done
we'll have to rest until it has begun
so, coffee cup's past
inter xpresso
their new perks will last
justice, a new era's dawned
what will it mean
will it be obscene
umps, will they be so kind
to spare the team our lives
or will some players die
so much to look forward to
we'll watch the twelfth trip around the
sun 2 shines above
the black hole gets ten and minus one
what will await us when it's done
we'll have to rest until it has begun
so, it's almost here
start of the season
i have so much fear
can we win it this time
we'll watch the twelfth trip around the sun
the twelfth trip around the sun
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talking to the parasite
03:01
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Every morning it's in my head
Even before I can get out of bed
As I sip my coffee, with Oatly instead
It whispers in the silence "Jaylen is dead"
Every practice, when they get on base
I feel it always that empty space
And a horrible feeling I can't erase
That She should be here in my place
I know what it is I have to do
A truth I think I always knew
A sacrifice must be made before we're through
And I'll do whatever it takes just to see You
Every evening it's in my head
While I'm wide awake lying in my bed
I toss and I turn filled with dread
So I scream into the silence "Jaylen won't stay dead!"
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lose you
04:06
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we almost made it to the end of the season
without our curse comin to bite us in our rear end
day 95 had come and gone and we were coastin
but then boyfriend was collected by the void ocean
and jaylen cried because she knew
there was now a fine for our team too
and she said
tot clark oh tot clark
i don’t wanna lose you
i don’t wanna lose you
oh tot clark oh tot clark
this shouldn’t be on you
i don’t wanna lose you
things managed to turn out fine for our boy in wraps
we made it to the semifinals and we felt on track
but five hit batters on the wings left us nervous
we watched in horror as mike wheeler became a furnace
as ashes drifted onto his cheek
malik’s fur stood on its end as jaylen screamed
and she wailed
cat boy oh cat boy
i don’t wanna lose you
i don’t wanna lose you
oh cat boy oh cat boy
this shouldn’t be on you
i don’t wanna lose you
and the fans wailed out
we don’t know how much more that we can take
but they don’t know nothin bout
the depths to which someone can go through pain
cause she still steps up
and tries her best
while her undead heart breaks
inside her chest
and she says
tot clark oh tot clark
i don’t wanna lose you
i don’t wanna lose you
oh cat boy oh cat boy
i don’t wanna lose you
i don’t wanna lose you
i’m sorry everybody
this shouldn’t be on you
i don’t wanna lose you
i’m sorry i’m so sorry
i don’t wanna lose you
i don’t wanna lose you
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betsy reflects inwards
03:51
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*horn break*
death waits for us all, and there's no use in rushing it
so shut your stupid mouth before i come and ruin it
it wouldn't be the first time i caught someone's teeth in my hand
they're shouting from bleachers "crazy bitch! go back to where you came from!"
makes me feel like pitching at their faces, making sounds quite like a drum
but i don't think the rest of the team would understand
my metallic skin reflects the skepticism of the masses
they whine that i'm a fake and then i go and kick their asses
my cold, golden exterior hides with it, burning blood
but i think about mike townsend and my eyes begin to flood, cuz
my skin is reflective, but not on the inside
when i feel a feeling, all i wanna do is hide
punch a hole in brick wall, and commit deicide
*horn break*
sitting on the counter, eating stale bread from the week before
wishing i was chewing something better while watching the oven door
waiting for my sourdough to rise
i'm cramped up in this tiny kitchen, peeling plaster from walls
feeling claustrophobic, throwing yeast saches and plastic bowls
maybe suppressing all emotions is unwise
my metallic skin reflects the skepticism of the others
no one talks to me, it's just like christmas at my brother's
my cold, golden exterior hides with it, a raging flame
and a strange desire to play a pawn in a god's game
my skin is reflective, but not on the inside
when i feel a feeling, all i wanna do is hide
punch a hole in brick wall, and commit deicide
*horn break*
*mediocre trombone solo*
my metallic skin reflects the skepticism of myself
i would be all jolly if i could just ask for help
my cold, golden exterior is a shell that's holding in
a big mess of emotions that are spreading me so thin
my skin is reflective, but not on the inside
makes it hard to examine all the dreams that i denied
think about the life i lead right now, and just try to decide
*horn break*
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rejoice
04:30
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My kicks got knicked in Charleston
Got spat on in Halifax
Lost the jacket that protects me
From rogue umpire attacks
And though I’m deep in debt like Jaylen
I can’t bet a single coin
Cuz on the first day of the season, we rejoice.
My truck broke down in Moab
By the Hellmouth’s gaping Maw
So I hitchhiked down to Hades
To punch god in the jaw
Cuz someday that nut will come down
To shell me and the boys
But until that reckoning, we’ll rejoice
Yeah we rejoice
We rejoice
Cuz to be honest, we don’t really have a choice
Oh tomorrow we can gamble
Till the whole plane is destroyed
But on the first day of the season, we rejoice
Oh so often times are tragic
When it comes to ol’ blaseball
From the Shelled One’s Pod betrayals
To the deaths of Monreal
And Massey and Jenna and Olive and Nora and Murphy and Lars and Sosa and Greatness and
Famous and Meritt and Zi and Jessi and Hurley and Dracaena and Aldon and Cedric and
Rhys and Bennett and Bryanayah and Juan and Barnes and Passon and Miguel and Chorby and
Kath and Kennedy and Meadows and Ogden and Sebastian and Atlas and Tyler and Tiana and
Jorge and Matteo and Sam and Shaquille and Blankenship, Santana and Rangel and Sunshine
and Derrick and Rubberman and Langley and Landry and Steakknife and Stevenson and Ingram and Matheo
and Duende and England and Morrow and Turquoise and Internet and Bookbaby and Lotus and Randall
and Mickey and Wesley and Moody and Elijah and Scorpler and Kiki and Antonio and Dominic
and Murray and Telephone and Yazmin and Frasier and Workman and Wheeler and Hobbs and
José and Tillman and Jaylen and—wait I think that’s all of them. One more verse!
Got blooddrained down in Dallas
Heard the birdstorm’s horrid caw
Got mocked outside of Philly
By a phone singing “Rap God”
Yes tomorrow brings the darkness
And that awful piercing noise (that no one can explain!)
But on the first day of the season we rejoice
Yeah on the first day of the season, we rejoice
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21. |
avila's cruise
03:40
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Sometimes a barista grows up to join a blaseball team
And some times the barista falls in love… with that blaseball team
And some times she grows up in a city with everything she needs
But maybe this city’s just not for me
I’ve rode to the top of space needle like 60 times
And smashedstarbucks windows more than that
Dated a few too many people, lost my heart and then some more
I gotta go get gone gotta get to a get away
My ships leaving the puget sound as I cruise on down to florida now
But I hope you all are there to see me off
And I know I wont see you every day and thats pretty scary but it’s okay
We’ll see eachother soon at the play offs
Empty bowls and hand washed plates and 14 smiles and birthday cakes
These memories I’ll always carry with me
Chewing gum, and bad advice, too many exes I thought were nice
Hoping these dark things don’t know how to swim
Thank you to the band for helping me find my voice
And thank you to the team that taught me strength
Touring in that van has shown me the whole world but
A tour’s Transient treats tend to be temporary
My ships leaving the puget sound as I cruise on down to florida now
But I hope you all are there to see me off
And I know I wont see you every day and thats pretty scary but it’s okay
We’ll see eachother soon at the play offs
Oh I know I don’t have to go
But with my roots here there’s not where left to grow
And I know, we cannot always be together
But when you see me catch that flyball know that I would never be here without you
My ships leaving the puget sound as I cruise on down to florida now
But I hope you all are there to see me off
And I know you wont see me every day and thats pretty scary but it’s okay
We’ll see eachother soon at the play offs
We’ll see eachother soon at the play offs
Oh I’ll see you soon my friends and we will sing and cry again when
We see eachother make it to the play offs
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22. |
the second time
04:14
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if i don’t kill you the first time, I will kill you the second time
if you don’t kill me the first time, I will kill you the second time
‘cause I’ve been burned many times before
now i’ve learned not to take any more
of your love
do you remember the day that we met
it’s a day i tried so hard to forget
it was a fire that you set in my heart with a single look
is it your ire i regret, or that i opened the book
i swore that i’d get even with you
no matter chances it took
if i don’t kill you the first time, I will kill you the second time
if you don’t kill me the first time, I will kill you the second time
‘cause I’ve been burned many times before
now i’ve learned not to take any more
of your love
i remember the lessons i learned
do you forget all the ways that i burned for you
in the seasons that turned from the summer of my fall
i sent legions to burn where i suffered in the hall
i swore that i’d earned a victory from you
no matter who i struck with the ball
you ask for worship like you think we cannot tell
everyone you take in your arms you leave a hollow shell
if i don’t kill you the first time, I will kill you the second time
after you killed me the first time, after you killed me the second time
‘cause I’ve been burned many times before
now i’ve learned not to take any more
of your love
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23. |
pony on the go
01:29
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People think that i’m a joke
But i could stomp ‘em to a pulp
I’m powerful and fast,
To say the least
And some people say
That a horse can’t play
I dare ‘em to go up
Against me
Yippee-i-i-oh
I’m a pony on the go
It’s Summers time,
And I always bring the heat
Yippee-i-i-ay
Summers Pony on the way
When I’m up to bat
You’re already beat
And I don’t need to change
To be beautiful
I’m the prettiest pony
That there is
And so I toss my mane
And I roll my skates
And I line up
Another triple hit
Yippee-i-i-oh
I’m a pony on the go
It’s Summers time,
And I always bring the heat
Yippee-i-i-ay
Summers Pony on the way When I’m up to bat
You’re already beat
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i don’t do it for glory or women or pay
i throw out of spite for the triple a
i throw for the soul of the USA
and i’ll throw till i’m put in the ground
two outs
bottom of twelve
runner on second
lefty from hell
so send me up
so sound the alarm
a ball in my glove
and hate in my arm
grip my weapon between the seams
i don’t have long left on this team
never yield
leave it on the field
i’m playing angry
let fly like a gun
they don’t move a muscle
ump calls ball one
if this were five years ago
i’d be up there in his face
i grind my heel into the dirt
he knows i know my place
every face in the dugout a mask of death
i curse them all with my dying breath
never yield
leave it on the field
ball two ball three
and my shoulder starts to crack
fire down my arm
vision fades to black
in the dark i am a rookie
all limber and strong
good god above
where did i go wrong
wind up for my final stand
hear something pop as it leaves my hand
never yield
leave it on the field
like a sinker my heart breaks fast and low
she strides to first and down i go
never yield
leave it on the field
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all my energy
is wasted, i'm wasted
and i don't know that i can get out of the place i'm in
and i am tryna hold it all together
cause we will be together
we can hold each other close
and if i do not believe that
then i cannot believe
that anything will change until i'm dead
how am i gonna live with these eyes in the dark
when they're following me around, and following you around
and there's no where you can go that they're not there
how am i gonna live with these eyes in the dark
when they're following me around, and following you around
and there's no where you can go that they're not there
all my energy
is wasted, i'm wasted
and if we don't fight back now, i don't know if we will
cause if i think of home
then i won't be alone
and all the people there will pick me up
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the garages Seattle, Washington
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we are the
garages, an anarcho-syndicalist blaseball band from the fictional location of seattle. we make songs about being gay, the apocalypse, and fighting the gods.
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