

Mama,just lost the game,
Put Franklin in to throw,
First pitch and "Back she goes",
Mama, season has just begun,
But now I've gone and put us 4 games back-
Mama, ooo,Didn't mean to make us lose-
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow-
Carry on,carry on,cuz you'll have better skipper-
Too late,my time has come,
Gillick's breathing down my spine-
Fans complaining all the time,
Goodbye everybody-I've got to go-
Gotta leave you all behind and face the media-
Mama, ooo- I don't want to get fired,
I sometimes wish I'd never been hired at all-
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche,scaramouche it's the ghost of Padilla-
Thunderbolt and lightning-very very frightening me-
SalFasano, SalFasano,
SalFasano SalFasano
SalFasano figaro-a-fu-manchu-
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me-
He's just a poor boy from West Virginia-
Spare him his job from this monstrosity-
Easy come easy go-,will you let me go-
Gillick-a! no-,we will not let you go-let him go-
Gillick-a! we will not let you go-let him go
Gillick-a! we will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
Will not let you go-let me go
No,no,no,no,no,no,no-
Mama mia,mama mia,mama mia let me go-
Montgomery, has a devil put aside for me,for me,for me-
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye-
So you think you can love me and leave me to die-
Oh baby-can't jump off the bandwagon baby-
Just gotta get out-just gotta get right outta town-
Nothing really makes sense,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really makes sense-,nothing really makes sense to me,
Any way the wind blows out of the Cit....
Corey
2 comments:
That there my friends, is pure genius! Thank you for gracing us with those amazingly commical lyrics!
~Carson
Sal Fasano- fumanchu!
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