Lyrics

Cannot WAIT to hear his rant tomorrow morning about this dumpster fire of a team. I recorded this as my man Jake Arrieta threw 7 shutout innings against the Pirates, which made it even sweeter. One crazy thing? I couldn't find a karaoke track of this stupid song anywhere. So I recorded the sound from the YouTube music video, and spliced the intro and one bridge section together to make it. It's not perfect, but I was not about to dedicate more time on this than necessary ;-).

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We are the Nats, a sputterin’ crew
Breakin’ on down, just like we do.
We’re so bad, but we think we’re good.
Blowin’ your minds like we knew we would.
You know………….we were struttin’ for fun
Askin’ for bling before the season’s done
Harper ain’t here to start no trouble,
But we’re seeing a “Papelbon scuffle.”

Well they call me Brycie
And I like to gloat.
I jogged to first once, but pissed off the coach
I declared our rings since training camp
Said the Nats would be the MLB champs.
But then this schmuck blew the game wide open
And since he’s been here, well, he’s been blowin’
You know my agent is a bit too greedy,
So you might just see me in pinstripes, sweetie

Yeah, they call me Pap, and I’m world class.
Puttin’ my slider in Herrera’s ass
I pitched real good for the Sox and Phillies
And ousted Storen, that little baby.
I flick off fans who like to boo
And rat out teammates like Manny, too
I see this punk flexin’ his muscles
And then I show him the Papelbon scuffle.