Moneyball To the Tune of: “Thunderball” by Tom Jones He gets strikeouts while others walk; He gets pick-offs while other men just balk. They call him the pitcher who takes it all; And he throws strikes like Moneyball. He knows the meaning of success; He attacks and the hitters get less. He looks at the lineup and wants them all; Then he throws strikes like Moneyball. Any pitch he wants, he'll get; He will steal any strike without regret His days in the Minors are all gone; His fight goes on, and on, and on. But he thinks that the fight is worth it all; So, he throws strikes like Moneyball...
RnM: Back in Her World by Lizlovestoons12, literature
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RnM: Back in Her World
(note: this is a parody of "Part of Your World" from Disney's "The Little Mermaid") Perry: (scoffs) If only people understood what I've been through... They don't know what it's like, to have someone just leave you, for no good reason... (singing) Look at my state, isn’t it neat? Wouldn’t you think my misery’s complete? Wouldn’t you think I’m a man, A man who lost everything? Ignore my smile, sadness unfolds, How many teardrops can one fella hold? Lookin’ about me, you’d think, “Yep, he lost everything.” I’ve had freak amputations, aplenty, I’ve had decapitations, galore. And splitting headaches? I had 20. But who cares… about me… anymore? I wanna be where Evelyn is, I wanna see, wanna see her laughin', Lookin' at me, with her Beautiful eyes… Her loving arms leave me in a dizz, Soon, we'll talkin', dancin', laughin', Makin' up, after what supposedly Led to our demise. When will we love? When will we run? When will we have our day, in the sun, Evelyn and me? Wish I could be
Be Prepared (Bricklin's version) by Lizlovestoons12, literature
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Be Prepared (Bricklin's version)
Bricklin: (singing to his Pirate crew) :music: I know that your powers of retention Are as wet as a steel cube's backside. But thick as you are, pay attention! My words are a matter of pride. It's clear from your vacant expressions, The lights are not all on, upstairs. But we're talking greater successions, Even you can't be caught unawares! So prepare for the chance of a lifetime, Be prepared for sensational news! A shiny new era Is tiptoeing nearer...:music: Pirate: And where do we feature? Bricklin: Just listen to teacher. :music: I know it sounds sordid, But you'll be rewarded, When, at last, I am given my dues, And injustice deliciously squared, Be prepared! :music: (instrumental) Pirates: :music: It's great that we'll soon be connected With a captain who's all-time adored.:music: Bricklin: :music: Of course, quid pro quo, you're expected To take certain captives on board. The city is littered with prizes, And though I'm the main addressee, The
A V.I.P by Karen People by Usaporkchops, literature
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A V.I.P by Karen People
A V.I.P. (by Karen People) To the tune of: “Y.M.C.A.” by Village People Karen, there's no need to feel down I said, Karen, turn your frown around I said, Karen, 'cause you want the best in town There's no need to be unhappy Karen, here is a tip you should know I said, Karen, when you're mostly unknown You can say this, and I'm sure you will find Many ways to have a good time It's fun to say “I am a V.I.P.” It's fun to say “I am a V.I.P.” Then get everything for your girlfriends to enjoy You can mock all the busboys It's fun to say “I am a V.I.P.” It's fun to say “I am a V.I.P.” You can get the best seats, you can eat the best meal You can say whatever you feel Karen, are you listening to me? I said, Karen, who do you want to be? I said, Karen, you can have the night of your dreams But you got to know this one thing A woman raises herself. I said, Karen, put your shame on the shelf And just go there, say you’re a V.I.P. Then your friends will awe your savvy. It's fun to say
The Night the Lights Went Out at Citi by Usaporkchops, literature
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The Night the Lights Went Out at Citi
The Night the Lights Went Out at Citi To the tune of: “The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia” by Vicki Lawrence Bottom 9th, the Mets down by 2. Pitcher’s spot up and Rojas thought It’s time to send Mazeika up to hit. Guillorme at 3rd, McCann at 2nd, The best move to make was this. Rojas said, "Mazeika, I got to tell you this is your time" Said, "You have been clutch, and you know that's right And now our season is on the line. Down by two, but we have two outs, so be wise at the plate." Mazeika grabbed his gloves and helmet Rojas said, "Pat, don't you lose your head 'Cause to tell you the truth, his strike zone is wide" That's the night that the lights went out at Citi. That's the night struck out a pinch-hitting man Well, don't trust your season to a dumb home plate umpire 'Cause the League and the Union got “black sox” on their feet. Patrick got his gear and ready to go Eager to play in this game, you see Patrick, part of the bench mob, Makes the most of each opportunity So
“I am a Fan” To the tune of: “Creep” by Radiohead When I watched the game before Couldn't look you in the eye But you were an angel Your moves made me cry Your floater’s like a feather In this beautiful game I wish I was special You're so [freakin'] special But I'm a fan I'm a weirdo What the hell am I thinkin' here? I won’t get noticed here I don't care if I hurt I have a crush on you, ma’am You have a perfect body You have a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm in the stands. So freakin' special I wish I was special But I'm a fan I'm a weirdo What the hell am I thinkin' here? I won’t get noticed here She's running off the floor (run) She's running out She run, run, run, run, Run... Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so freakin' special I wish I was special But I'm a fan I'm a weirdo What the hell am I thinkin' here? I don't belong here I don't belong here
I Love this Site To the tune of: “I Love this Bar” by Toby Keith We got Christians, we got sinners Weed smokers and weed trimmers And we got gearheads, we got bikers We got campers and hikers And the girls next door powerlifting with mite Hmm, hmm, hmm I love this site We got cowgirls, we got truckers Warm-hearted nurses and mothers And we got hustlers, we got fighters Early birds and all-nighters And the veterans standing up for what’s right Hmm, hmm, hmm I love this site I love this site It's my kind of place Just logging in the app Puts a big smile on my face Don’t be shy, it will be alright Hmm, hmm, hmm I love this site. I've seen short skirts, we got high-techs Blue-collar girls and rednecks And we got lovers, lots of lookers And I've even seen dancing girls and sex workers And we like to drink beer with a sound bite Hmm, hmm, hmm I love this site Yes I do I like my TV (I like my TV) I like real-life friends (I like real-life friends) I like to join them for dinner I
A Player that I Used to Like by Usaporkchops, literature
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A Player that I Used to Like
A Player I Used to Like To the tune of: "Somebody I Used to Know" by Gotye featuring Kimbra [The Fan] Now and then I think of when the team was all together And I felt so happy I could die Told myself that this was right for us But they never won a championship But that was joy and it's an ache I still remember You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness Like resignation to the end, always the end So when it was found that they could not win Well you looked for another team And I'll admit that I was sad that it was over You didn't have to test free agency Make out like it was hopeless and the the team was nothing And I don't even need you now But you're wearing another's jersey and that feels so rough No you didn't have to stoop so low Hold out from training camp and demand a trade I guess that they don't need you though Now you're just a player that I used to like Now you're just a player that I used to like Now you're just a player that I used to like [The two players