Stole Home

from we've been the garages by the garages

"i don’t wanna be stranded again
left behind on second base, alone in the infield just like always
i’m not gonna get left out here to dry
the sunbeams pitcher looks away
so i gulp down the flames
and steal
(safe)

i don't wanna feel lonely again
the world outside the game is rarely welcoming to commie catboys
désolé i stare toward bloody skies
terrified of what the suns will bring when they rise

the dugout seems a world away
is all my hope naivete?
this pantheon deserves no calm
their undoing is now

we'll steal the hope we don’t deserve
where did they find the nerve
to make us feel obscene
they steal the jerseys off our backs
until we steal em back
from castles empyrean

there's no sense crying when we can laugh instead
we'll all save our tears until the gods are dead
we're the garages and we're gonna steal home

we're not gonna play solo again
blaseball forges bonds that last through plagues and suns and blood and more suns
it's hard to find hope against a boss that throws 110
but we don't have to play by their rules to score our runs

we're underdogs or so they say
the crowd will be surprised today
when capital gets undermined by
gay anarcho-punk felines

we'll steal the hope we don’t deserve
where did they find the nerve
to make us feel obscene
they steal the jerseys off our backs
so now we steal em back
from castles empyrean

there's no sense crying when we can laugh instead
we'll all save our tears until the gods are dead
we're the garages and we're gonna steal home

it's hard to act snide and upbeat
when the bosses think we're all mincemeat
but we don't need to worry
this queer and vengeful fury
will save us from this hell

we'll steal the hope we don’t deserve
where did they find the nerve
to make us feel obscene
they stole the jerseys off our backs
and then we stole em back
we're winning can't you see
"