Goodbye, Jason G.
Seems we never knew you at all.
You had the stuff inside yourself
but it seems your bluff is called.

Called out all your bloodwork
saw what caused the thing inside your brain.
The weight machines and treadmill
aren''t what made your form and name.

And it seems to me you quit that stuff
and your biceps have been thinned
never knowing who to sing to
when the law closed in.
And I would''ve liked to have cheered you
but the truth you hid.
Your candle burned out long before
your reputation did.

Phoniness was tough
the toughest game you ever played.
Chemicals created a superstar
and shame is the price you paid.

All this time you lied
and the press is hounding you.
All the papers have to say
is that Steinbrenner is feeling screwed.

And it seems to me you quit that stuff
and your biceps have been thinned
never knowing who to sing to
when the law closed in.
And I would''ve liked to have cheered you
but the truth you hid.
Your candle burned out long before
your reputation did.

Goodbye, Jason G.
Seems we never knew you at all.
You had the stuff inside yourself
but it seems your bluff is called.

Now then, Barry B
with your seven hundred three home runs.
We see you as no more than chemical.
Are you sticking to your guns?

And it seems to me you quit that stuff
and your biceps will be thinned
never knowing who to sing to
when the truth comes in.
And I would''ve liked to have cheered you
but the truth you hid.
Your candle burned out long before
your reputation did.