ALTHOUGH WE LAUGH AND ACT LIKE WE'RE CLOWNS
BENEATH OUR MASKS WE'RE ALL WEARING FROWNS
OUR TEARS ARE FALLING LIKE RAIN FROM THE SKY
IS IT FOR HIM OR OURSELVES THAT WE CRY
HE'S A LOSER
AND HE'S LOST SO MUCH FOR YOU AND ME
HE'S A LOSER
AND HE'S NOT WHAT HE PRETENDS TO BE
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There's a man who leads a life of danger
To everyone he meets he stays a stranger
With every trade he makes
Another man he breaks
Odds are he won't live to see a Series
Brian CASHMan
Brian CASHMan
They've given him a pitcher and taking away his brain
Beware of pretty fielders that you find
A golden glove can hide a feeble mind
Oh, be careful what you say
They'll opt out anyway
Odds are you won't live to see a trophy
Brian CASHMan
Brian CASHMan
Hal's given him a number and taken away his game
Swinging at the Hot Stove Meetings one day
And then laying in a Tampa alley next day
Oh, don't you let the wrong words slip
While kissing persuasive lips
Odds are you won't live to see a Series
Brian CASHMan
Brian CASHMan
They've given you a number making you play Hal's game...
Lovely that is
Patrick McGoohan approves. As does his incidental harpsichord music.
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