Lyrics

The Browns just hired some guy from Moneyball
I guess Brad Pitt wasn't taking any calls
I’m surprised that Haslam didn’t hire that homeless man

Chief Wahoo or awful karma
have cursed this land from Chagrin to Parma
The good team left, they moved to Maryland

It's January on a Cleveland calendar
So fire the coach and manager
God hates this town, I hate this team
It's Cleveland, if you’re not from here
Maybe you kinda like the Cavaliers
But don’t get attached they’ll crush your dreams
It’s Cleveland, here we go again
Another hasty, half-cocked stupid plan
If we draft you, I’m so sorry

A parody of John Denver, "Leaving On A Jet Plane"