Lyrics

They said “Tony, you're getting the axe
We’re not renewing your contract"
Tony stared into space & drove home the only way he knows
He called Wilbon when he got home
Helped him not to feel alone
all he has is pickles in the fridge & a shower full of wet charcoal

And I guess that this is how it ends, every night with your son’s wife's friends
And it’s way too cold for bocce ball right now
You once had fame and you once were proud
now you'd love to work but you're not allowed
You just try to avoid your impending death somehow
Somehow
Somehow

A parody of Jason Isbell, “Elephant"