Bo Hart version of Royals with Skippy headfirst slide remix

30
Dec
2013

“Cardinals”

You’ve never seen a diamond like at Busch.
We laugh at broken fields of dreams like at Wrigley.
But we’re proud of the street address,
In a jacked-up town, no chalk outline around me.

But everyone’s like silver slugger, gold glove, trippin’ over Fredbird
Mud stains, ball girls, “Freese Me” is my safe word.
We don’t care, we’re driving bullpen cars in our dreams.
But everybody’s like Schlafly, Ford trucks, pennants in the outfield
Waino, Carpenter, cannons on the infield,
We don’t care, we got eleven with room for more

And you’ll never be Cardinals (Cardinals)
You don’t bleed Cardinal red
You ain’t about that life at all
You crave a losing kind of ball
So we’ll be your rulers (rulers)
Where the king is “Matheny”
And Cubbies we’ll rule, we’ll rule, we’ll rule, we’ll rule
For years in the N-L-C

If you park downtown just pay the fine
Or take the Metrolink if you’re feeling frisky
Just get to the home of Ozzie, Lou, Red, and Stan
Don’t forget about Gibby

And you’ll never be Cardinals (Cardinals)
You don’t bleed Cardinal red
You ain’t about that life at all
You crave a losing kind of ball
So we’ll be your rulers (rulers)
Where the king is “Matheny”
And Cubbies we’ll rule, we’ll rule, we’ll rule, we’ll rule
For years in the N-L-C

Ooh ooh oh
It’s baseball heaven like in a dream
And we’re in love with this scrappy team
Ooh ooh oh
The game is great we’ll see you there
To share in our baseball love affair

 

 

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