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Florida Man
04:21
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Florida Man
The greatest leadoff hitter in history
Does amazing work for charity
He can pick a throw while he does the splits
Then he bunts the ball away from the shift
Florida man
And all night long. Rizzo gonna break the D
He’s screaming out. You better be respecting me
He plays with passion, drive and heart
He catches balls climbing the tarp
Gets beaned a lot, cause he crowds the plate
His emotions live in a glass case. He's a Florida man
And all night long. Rizzo gonna break the D
He’s screaming out. You better be respecting me
He’ll fight the Cincinnati Reds
So put a C upon his chest
Chokes up with two strikes in the count
He pocketed the final out
And all night long. Rizzo gonna break the D
He’s screaming out. You better be respecting me
I'm a Florida Man
Florida Man
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Coming Back to Wrigley
04:14
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I’m coming back to Wrigley with a ticket in my hand.
No ring upon my finger because I am just a fan.
And I spent most my money on sausages and beer
And I was there when they won it that year.
A pressured anticipation had the city tightly wrought
With a 5-3 combination as the sailing ball was caught
Half a dozen generations who had lived to see the day
The Cubs would take the season all the way
We’re coming back to Wrigley
We’re coming back to Wrigley
Where the ivy will start growin'
And the April winds are blowing in today
The conquerors in triumph bring the foreign trophy home
Like old Caesar on the Appian way back in Ancient Rome
While the cities of the vanquished have to turn around and look
As history’s inscribed into the books
We’re coming back to Wrigley
We’re coming back to Wrigley
They’ll be no talk of losing
While the bleacher bums are boozing by the flags
And we’ll pay more for the peanuts, we’ll pay more for the beer
We’re paying for the players that can win another year.
We’re coming back to Wrigley
We’re coming back to Wrigley
We’re all a little tougher
So let’s just go win another one
We’re all a little tougher
So let’s just go win another one
We’re all a little tougher
So let’s just go win another one
We’re all a little tougher
So let’s just go win another one
We’re Coming Back to Wrigley
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There is no fighting in the bleachers
What did your mama teach ya?
There is no fighting in the bleachers
So take that shit outside
You can get a sun tan
Drink until your drunken
Rooting for the Cubs and
Acting like a punk and
Watch em hit and runnin
Having lots of fun and
Show em all your loving
Celebratin’, sufferin’
But you cannot fight
Don't care who you don’t like
Let’s all have fun tonight
There is no fighting in the bleachers
What did your mama teach ya?
There is no fighting in the bleachers
So take that shit outside
You can catch a ball and
Scream about a call and
Be right on the wall and
Pee into a trough and
You can buy a dog and
Sing a couple songs but
Just keep on a walking
If you’re into brawlin’
No, you cannot fight
Don't care who you don’t like
Let’s all have fun tonight
There is no fighting in the bleachers
What did your mama teach ya?
There is no fighting in the bleachers
So take that shit outside
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4. |
Cup Snake Guy
04:50
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Took the train from Barrington to get drunk and have some fun in the Bleachers.
Fireballs at Cubby Bear with his friends he doesn’t care if he’s late
He boos and screams and cheers and he pounds a dozen beers in the bleachers.
But the highlight of his day was when he made a cupsnake.
They piled it high and piled it higher.
Left field sucks came from the choir
They stacked those cups for 27 rows
How beautifully built those cups were
Til a mean red shirted Usher
Said buddy I think it’s time to go
He’s a Cupsnake guy
Chases Jagermeister with a mai tai
But the best part of the game was stacking cups up in the 9th.
Well he came to see the Cubs
But instead he’s stacking cups in the bleachers
He was too drunk by the 4th to care about the score of the game
Now he’s reaching for the sky, heaping cups up super high in the bleachers
Worth the hundred bucks he paid to get drunk and make a cup snake
Everything felt so fantastic
Holding his pillar of plastic
A monument to Wrigley’s drunken fans
Beer and dip spit raining showers
From the massive slobber tower
Thank God they gave em cups instead of cans
He’s a Cupsnake guy
Gonna lose his Theriot jersey tonight
And the best part of the game was stacking cups up in the 9th.
He’s Cupsnake guy
Cupsnake Guy
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All the out of town baseball fans chuckle and scoff
When they see Wrigley's bathrooms and pee in the trough
I guess they must be pee shy and frozen in fear,
As we stand side by side filling it up with beer….
But the troughs hold a secret that nobody knows,
Cause when games ended, guess where the pee goes,
Did you ever consider that maybe perhaps,
They reuse what you peed, and then fill up the taps…
No Budweiser doesn’t come from the Budweiser fairy
When someone says that Bud tastes like piss, I am never contrary.
The idea was put forth in 1986 as a money saving measure by old Harry Caray
Thats why Budweiser tastes like crap, and Harry lives on in the taps.
No Budweiser doesn’t come from the Budweiser fairy
When someone says that Bud tastes like piss, I am never contrary.
The idea was put forth in 1986 as a money saving measure by old Harry Caray
You can drink the Goose island a frosty Mai Tai,
But that pissy old beer is what I’m gonna buy.
Yeah, I always drink Bud when watchin the Cubs play
Harry Caray would have wanted me to get drunk this way.
No Budweiser doesn’t come from the Budweiser fairy
When someone says that Bud tastes like piss, I am never contrary.
The idea was put forth in 1986 as a money saving measure by old Harry Caray
Thats why Budwieser tastes like crap, and why Harry lives on in the taps.
Lost verses…..
Harry lives in the pressbox, he lives in the stands.
He lives in the bleachers, in the hearts of the fans.
He lives in the Ivy He lives in the bricks
And he lives inside everyones Budweiser piss.
No Budweiser doesn’t come from the Budweiser fairy
When someone says that Bud tastes like piss, I am never contrary.
The idea was put forth in 1986 as a money saving measure by old Harry Caray
Thats why Budwieser tastes like crap, and why Harry lives on in the taps.
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6. |
The Ballad of John Baker
03:25
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The night the backup catcher got the win.
I showed up down at 6:30 with a belly full of gin.
I knew it would be a long one, Edwin Jackson was pitchin'
The night the backup catcher got the win.
Edwin Jackson only lasted four.
The game was tied for 12 more innings, nobody could score.
We went to Captain Morgan's cause we wanted to drink more.
The night the backup catcher got the win.
It was the night the backup catcher got the win (got the win)
The night the backup catcher got the win (got the win)
Sat in the upper deck with 3 of my best friends.
The night the backup catcher got the win.
We went just outside outside to have a smoke
But as we stood beyond the gates, Captain Morgan's closed
We got left outside and we couldn’t get back in.
The night the backup catcher got the win.
We were 3 sheets to the wind and over-served
We couldn’t get back to our seats in upper deck reserved.
So we watched a game from The Dugout on Addison
The night the backup catcher got the win.
It was the night the backup catcher got the win (got the win)
The night the backup catcher got the win (got the win)
Got sick outside of Wrigley from mixing beer and gin
The night the backup catcher got the win.
John Baker finally won it in 16
On the most exciting Sac Fly this baseball fan has seen
But I sorta missed it, I was drunk as Charlie Sheen
The night the backup catcher got the win.
It was the night the backup catcher got the win (got the win)
The night the backup catcher got the win (got the win)
They threatened us with handcuffs when we tried to sneak back in
The night the backup catcher got the win. (got the win)
The night the backup catcher got the win. (got the win)
The night the backup catcher got the win. (got the win)
It was the night the backup catcher got the win.
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Rob Manfred likes Opening Days in winter
He likes baseball games that don't go on to long
Rob Manfred like more offense from the hitter
Likes juicing up the ball and hitting dongs
Intentional walks with just a finger
And old umpires who’re always blowing calls
Likes a National League DH
But there’s one thing that Manfred hates
Rob Manfred hates baseball
Rob Manfred likes a pitch clock for the pitches
And batters who stay inside the box
Likes lessening the ball drag with lower stitches
Likes half the teams making the playoffs
Rob Manfred likes pitchers to face 3 batters
And not paying minor leaguers at all
Likes when catchers don’t block the plate
But there’s one thing that Manfred hates
Rob Manfred hates baseball
Rob Manfred like TV deals and blackouts
He likes letting the Houston Astros Cheat
He likes when ticket prices keeps the fans out.
And axing teams out of the minor leagues
Rob Manfred’s gonna bring us robot umpires
To tell CB Bucknor that he was wrong
He likes putting money in the bank
But there’s one that Manfred hates
Rob Manfred hates baseball
He wants to punch it in the face, He's the one you gotta thank
Rob Manfred Hates Baseball
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One Out Closer to a Beer
03:50
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It’s the bottom of the eighth and the game is getting late
And the W is near
But my Budweiser is gone and the vendors have moved on
I hate when they disappear.
But tonight the Cubs are winning and we’re almost outta here.
One out closer to a beer.
One out closer to a beer!
It seems they raise the prices every single freaking year.
So let’s 1-2-3 to victory and stand up to scream and cheer
We’re one out closer to a beer
In inebriated states we’ll be streaming towards the gates
Clutching Cubby souvenirs
To a bar across the street where you could possibly meet
Wayne Messmer or Bob Dernier
So let’s stand and shout for three more outs
And get the hell outta here
We’re one out closer to a beer.
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9. |
Ash in the Ivy
04:21
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Ash in the Ivy. Cubs fans gonna spread, burnt bodies of the dead
I’m singing, Ash in the Ivy, to Wrigley they return
One last time in an urn
Ash in the Ivy. Your late uncle Mark is always in the park.
Ash in the Ivy. And Gramma Lucille’s forever at Wrigley Field
Cub fans come out Wrigley when loved ones pass away
So for eternity the dead can watch the Cubbies play
Be careful in the bleachers when the wind is blowing out
Cause you’ll get somebody's ashes in your beer and in your mouth
Ash in the Ivy. Somebody’s Grampa Jack is on the warning track
Ash in the Ivy. Cremains of the deceased flying up in the breeze.
Ash in the Ivy. Your best friend Paul’s on the outfield wall
Ash in the Ivy Your dear old Auntie grace in her final resting place
Cub fans come out Wrigley when loved ones pass away
So for eternity the dead can watch the Cubbies play
Be careful in the bleachers when the wind is blowing out
Cause you’ll get somebody's ashes in your beer and in your mouth
Ash in the Ivy. Somebody’s Grampa Jack is on the warning track
Ash in the Ivy. they’re resting at Wrigley for all eternity.
For all eternity
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Bleacher Bum Band Chicago, Illinois
Danny Rockett has written, sung, and produced songs about baseball and just about everything else under the sun in a musical
career spanning over 2 decades.
Included on this page are baseball originals, covers and parodies and the music of the Ant-Folk Comedy band Bad Teenage Moustache
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