OUR KICKS!
from World Tour: Part 2 by assorted artists
2 Headed Hero (@2HeadedHero on Twitter), ROLLINKUNZ! (@ROLLINKUNZ), Bawss Sawss (@bawsssawss), RIOTBARD Productions
Step up to the plate Kick the dirt from your cleats, gonna go great Gonna hit it to the crowd, gonna roar so loud when the blaseball gods incinerate Penguin in a mech throws a mild one Pop fly to the left and you start to run Start to think, maybe it'll be an easy double, But your bare feet touch ground, and you're in trouble Time slows to a craaawl Coach always said, keep your eye on the ball But ya coach never had to fuck with the Shoe Thieves Throw 'em in the pile, whose kicks are these? WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) You got the charges but you’ll never make it stick Got your kicks snatched by the sly men You glance around the dugout and the diamond Your whole entire team's barefoot, time's runnin' out And it's paramount you find them Suddenly your pitcher's in a peanut shell Now you know this game isn't going well When a giant squid god descends from high in the sky to open up another hell Right around this time you're feelin' sick But ya better bet - these thieves are thick Poppin' up from the mound, tossin' up and down Eight giant mothafuckin' cephalo-kicks! WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) You got the charges but you’ll never make it stick The birds settle and the dust clears Crowd heads home for another year You look to the board and the score isn't nearly as bad as a younger You might've feared Twenty-eight runs that your team made One for each shoe lost, seems a fair trade See the Thieves pack up as the ball park lights start to spark and flicker and fade "Thieves Lose" from the loudspeaker More a blowout, than a real squeaker You ask, and they shrug, hold a big bag up, "We were only ever really in it for the sneakers" WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) WHOSE KICKS? (OUR KICKS) You got the charges but you’ll never make it stick