Modern Baseball - Bart to the Future, Pt 2: The Musical lyrics
[Modern Baseball - Bart to the Future, Pt 2: The Musical lyrics]
Some time at home will surely ease my mind
As I leave another state, scared
(What if I was someone else?)
Some time at home will surely ease my mind
Paper crown, I’m settled down, tonight
(What if I was someone else?)
Some time away could never ease the pain
A rich man, blood on his hands, no stain
(What if I was someone else?)
No time away could ever ease the pain
A rich man, would never take the blame
(What if I was someone else?)
Piss off, get lost, we don’t believe you
Heard all that you had to say
I wish that you were far away
So far away from me
Piss off, get lost, I can’t conceive it
How did you make it this far?
Without them seeing all the facts?
All that lacks in you?
Trump goes to Tucson
The tick-tick, the click of the stinkbomb
Three weeks time 'til tour takes off
And I turn on the TV
File for divorce from my country
Thrift finds, secondhand lines
Just to say that this guy is a uh
Piss off, get lost, we don’t believe you
Heard all that you had to say
I wish that you were far away
So far away from me
Piss off, get lost, I can’t conceive it
How did you make it this far?
Without them seeing all the facts?
All that lacks in you?
Drop out! You’re no one we can believe in
Heard all that you had to say
I wish that you were far away
So far away from me
As I leave another state, scared
(What if I was someone else?)
Some time at home will surely ease my mind
Paper crown, I’m settled down, tonight
(What if I was someone else?)
Some time away could never ease the pain
A rich man, blood on his hands, no stain
(What if I was someone else?)
No time away could ever ease the pain
A rich man, would never take the blame
(What if I was someone else?)
Piss off, get lost, we don’t believe you
Heard all that you had to say
I wish that you were far away
So far away from me
Piss off, get lost, I can’t conceive it
How did you make it this far?
Without them seeing all the facts?
All that lacks in you?
Trump goes to Tucson
The tick-tick, the click of the stinkbomb
Three weeks time 'til tour takes off
And I turn on the TV
File for divorce from my country
Thrift finds, secondhand lines
Just to say that this guy is a uh
Piss off, get lost, we don’t believe you
Heard all that you had to say
I wish that you were far away
So far away from me
Piss off, get lost, I can’t conceive it
How did you make it this far?
Without them seeing all the facts?
All that lacks in you?
Drop out! You’re no one we can believe in
Heard all that you had to say
I wish that you were far away
So far away from me