Art Howe:
Is this the real life, or is this fantasy
caught in a franchise, that wont see the World Series
Mike Piazza:
Open my thighs, now I'm out months: 9, Ill be
Al Leiter:
I'm just a poor boy, I pitch real good, you see
GM:
'cause them, players come, players go
some do good, and some do blow
random player on mets:
Anything the stats show,
they'll do bad once when they play with me
with me

Announcer:
Raul, just hit the ball
knocked it down, and then he fled,
tripped at first, he's out instead
Art Howe:
the right is wide open
'cause Mo has got another injury
Mikey, oh oh oh
Jeremy Burnitz:
didn't mean to hit a fly
Rookie player:
and if I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Ill be on, Ill be on
a team that just might matter

Tom Glavine:
too late, my time has come
I can't pitch one past this guy
and I was good at a time
GM:
traded everybody, and now we blow
Robin Ventura:
glad I left you all behind to join the blues
Art Howe:
Bobby, oh oh oh
wish you weren't fried
rookie player:
hey, I just realized that white thing is the ball

Mo Vaughn:
I feel a little like I'm nervous, cannot stand
headlines:
injury, injury, is it time to replace Mo?
rookie pitcher:
hit the ball like lightning, very very frightening me
Cliff Floyd:
cannot play-o, cannot play-o, cannot play-o, cannot play-o
GM:
need a new a-rookie-o
Tony Clark:
I was a tiger, and now I'm starting
GM:
he was a tiger, just how bad can he be?
Tony Clark:
I think our GM, he just don't know a thing

GM:
players come, players go
Art Howe:
Where'd Piazza go?
Mike Piazza:
I'm injured
Art Howe:
No! why must you heal so slow
other player:
we do blow
Mike Piazza:
I'm injured
Art Howe:
No! why must you heal so slow
other player:
we do blow
Mike Piazza:
I'm injured
Art Howe:
No! why must you heal so slow
other player:
we do blow
Art Howe:
No! why must you heal so slow
other player:
we do blow
Art Howe:
I know know know know know
Mets Owner:
miss Tom Seaver, miss Tom Seaver
miss Tom Seaver, where'd he go?
Al Leiter:
I wish this club would just trade me to anther team
'ther team, 'ther team, 'ther team

Art Howe:
so you think you can play bad and lose all the time
Mo still thinks he is injured, and cant even try
GM:
New rookies, got a lot more new rookies
Art Howe:
just let them fill, just let them fill the field there

GM:
this team doesn't matter
It's worse than Philly
this team doesn't matter
this team doesn't matter
I think

whole team, with managers, and owner:
Yes we know that we blow