Beautiful Day

[INTERLUDE]
Blasphemy! The economy is in chaos! We are living in the aftermath, as a cabal of fans were caught stealing an uncountable number of peanuts. Oh they've really done it now! The blaseball gods do not seem happy with this one. Blaseball may be inevitable, but if these peanut cheaters don't repent, could this be the death of splortsmanship forever? STRIKE TWO!

[VERSE 1]
It was a beautiful day in Los Angeles
When the Theives came round to play
Except for all the crows in our way
And as they left the bus we smiled
While the fans, well they all went wild
With Rat Polk laughing all the way

[Bridge]
Ooooooooh
No one burns under this clear sky
Ooooooooh
Whilst it's blue no one has to die
It's a simple fun game today

[Chorus]
But it's a league game so we really need to win
Each player hopes they'll hit a grand slam
But it won't be me I'm a loser and a total disgrace
I'm just Wyatt Mason

[Verse 2]
Out to bat I go
And I'm swaying to and from
They know what I'm liable to do
I think I've got it now
And so I hit the ball somehow
I watch a triple fly away

[Bridge]
Ooooooooh
Maybe this is my brand new start
Ooooooooh
Maybe I can find a place in their hearts
Witness a change in me today

[Chorus]
It's still a league game so we really need to win
Each player hopes they'll hit a grand slam
And it might be me I'm not a loser or a total disgrace
I'm just Wyatt Mason