Lyrics

Fat chance that Schwarber’s big bat
Would be with ‘em when the day was through
Brad Hand was always pretty bad
So you figured he’d be going too

But I don't believe that anybody
Thought that even Trea was leaving town.

We knew the Warrior God’s days here were fading
But now the infield's stocked with 7th graders
They once won a ring but I
Would doubt that they could beat most of Double-A.

No Rainey
Will never be the one to save them
But worst of all….
They kept Wander Suero