Lyrics

Michael Wilbon shakes his head and’s not surprised
With the NFL, a league that’s oft despised
And Mr. Tony in his turban foretells games
Or tells the world just what is good or who’s to blame

Mike and Tony

Often Tony would complain and lose his mind
When Swaggy P opens his mouth and’s asinine
And Mike would yell about Klinsmann’s soccer team
“Get the hell out of here,” you’d always hear him scream.

Mike and Tony
Mike and Tony

Tony would get mad about Pop’s layaway plans
And Mike tells the nice shoe salesman that:
“I need these in a twelve,
So in the closet I’ll shelve
It next to my Tanino Crisco Lilian.”

Often Tony would have points he’d like to make
But Mike just shakes them off and says that they’re half-baked
They’re like two Felix Unger’s on a TV show
Mike hates the analytics. Tony hates the snow.
And when Mike praises Chi-town, Tony laughs

Mike and Tony
Mike and Tony

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I've been meaning to do this one for a while and my MIDI adapter finally cooperated enough to lay down the keys.