Hit the Ball Crabs

from Immaterial Shores by the garages

lyrics and main vocals by Jace Rose, editing, instrumentation, and backing vocals by Sci-Fi Boyfriend (https://sciencefictionboyfriend.bandcamp.com/), Tin Whistle by VigilantBaker, backing vocals by Lex (@lexkrow), Monthenor, Raccoon Fink (https://raccoonfink.bandcamp.com), Silverwing

When I was just a little crab my mother always told me,
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)
That if I didn't hit the ball the fans they would revoke me
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)

{Chorus A}
Away, Hit the ball! We can win this game together!
Home, Hit the ball, let’s hit the ball, Crabs.
Away, Hit the ball! We'll hope for Sun 2 weather.
Home, Hit the ball, let’s carcinize, Crabs.

Once I was in Baltimore a-working hard and stressing
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)
But now I'm at a Crabs home game an’ voting on the blessings
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)

{Chorus B}
Away, Hit the ball! We can win this game together!
Home, Hit the ball, let’s hit the ball, Crabs.
Away, Hit the ball! We'll hope for Black Hole weather.
Home, Hit the ball, let’s carcinize, Crabs.

I used to munch on stale popcorn, and I got rich and lazy
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)
But now Ol’ B-more’s won the game, this team just drives me crazy
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)

{Chorus A}

I watched the games for many a year in sunshine and in flooding rain
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)
Then I set me sights upon ascension to a new plane
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)

{Chorus B}

The Shelled One was the Blaseball God before the revolut-i-on.
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)
But then the Hall Stars beat the Pods an' spoiled its constitut-i-on.
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)

{Chorus A}

You call yourself a pitcher mate, you cannae throw a fastball,
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)
You cannae get a batter out, shut up and play some blaseball.
(Away, Hit the ball. Let’s hit the ball, Crabs)

{Chorus B}

Home, Hit the ball...
Home, Hit the ball...
Home, Hit the ball...

Let’s carcinize, Crabs.