Right Field Bleachers by Young Van Gundy Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Break her off then pass the chocolate
Passport stamped Greenland while the seal skin ferment the auklets
He's lost it
Terry cloth you the softest
Buried my losses up in Boston and I'm off of it
You need a meeting, you can meet me at the office
It's the boss, mr. lost the foreskin
The most gorgeous they applaud him as he walks in
You hear the chorus from the bleachers like a soft hymn
Release the jumper towards the rim and it oft swim (Splash)
Plant the seeds and watch the croft brim
It's him
The leader of the Ida Rebels
Mr. misdemeanor bumping Missy at the peakest level
The meekest peril and they leave disheveled
Weakest enemies left be, he don't need a shovel
Let the earth collectively dismember you
Spread the work in the back garden of the museum, I'm a member too
Make sure your force don't go to waste
Caught in a daze he’s often lost in the embrace
Get crossed the first time your legs break
Second time he cover the cost of the wake
Leave your mother crying like It's all been a mistake
The Earth quakes, he awakes
[Outro: Stan Van Gundy]
Look the whole thing doesn’t make any sense
There’s no logical explanation for it
None of us know the inner workings of what went on
Um, but the bottom line is
His job is to win games he did that
Break her off then pass the chocolate
Passport stamped Greenland while the seal skin ferment the auklets
He's lost it
Terry cloth you the softest
Buried my losses up in Boston and I'm off of it
You need a meeting, you can meet me at the office
It's the boss, mr. lost the foreskin
The most gorgeous they applaud him as he walks in
You hear the chorus from the bleachers like a soft hymn
Release the jumper towards the rim and it oft swim (Splash)
Plant the seeds and watch the croft brim
It's him
The leader of the Ida Rebels
Mr. misdemeanor bumping Missy at the peakest level
The meekest peril and they leave disheveled
Weakest enemies left be, he don't need a shovel
Let the earth collectively dismember you
Spread the work in the back garden of the museum, I'm a member too
Make sure your force don't go to waste
Caught in a daze he’s often lost in the embrace
Get crossed the first time your legs break
Second time he cover the cost of the wake
Leave your mother crying like It's all been a mistake
The Earth quakes, he awakes
[Outro: Stan Van Gundy]
Look the whole thing doesn’t make any sense
There’s no logical explanation for it
None of us know the inner workings of what went on
Um, but the bottom line is
His job is to win games he did that