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Baseball Boy is Coming
01:50
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Baseball Boy is coming
Baseball Boy is coming
Baseball Boy is coming
Get ready for baseball boy
B b b b b b baseball
B b b b b b b b b b boy
I don't wanna play b b baseball
I don't wanna h h home run
I don't wanna w w wear a uniform
I don't wanna g g g gun
I don't wanna b be a big hitter
Don't need a b babysitter
I don’t want it all, I wanna stay small
I Don't wanna play b b baseball!
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I come from Bloodville, its five days ride thataway
Come to give warning, the child’s a fiend
Listen I urge you, listen I beg you
My town is a mortuary since baseball boy intervened!
Am E/G#
Sometimes I feel like a childless mother
Am Fdim
and baseball has stolen my children away
Am Dm6/F
I lost my girl and her sibling and brother
Am Dm E4 Am
I sent them to play now their bodies decay
Dm Am
Who knew that this sport was the ruinous sort
Dm Am Fdim
that makes children smoke cigarettes, swear and drink port
Am Fdim
Their souls crumbled easily, moral decay.
Am Dm Am
Their bodies all followed, they died yesterday.
Sometimes I feel like niblingless aunt
Since baseball has stolen the souls of my kin
They said they could handle the game, but they can’t
For baseballs a sin, and it robbed them of skin
Who warned me that baseball would make every face fall?
And turn them to blasphemy, lies and wood alcohol
Now they are bodies with nothing within
Identical grave for identical twin
(Sometimes I feel that there’s nothing I’ve left.
For baseball has taken my hope and my friends
I’m fully bereft by their spiritual theft
For all of my family met permanent ends)
Who gains from this misery, who from this curse
The baseball boy, burdensome, squat and perverse
Never play baseball, and never take meth.
These actions are fatal, you’ll go to your death.
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I used to be a baseball boy
A baseball, baseball boy
Among friends, till the summer gloam
When the season met its end, I'd run home
(Oh childhood’s a joy, oh greatest game
No adult pleasure’s quite the same
Not even money, no not love
Compares to catching ball in glove
[No exercise I can employ
Is great as when I was a baseball boy]
I used to be a baseball boy
Baseball was my favourite toy
Now I am old,
I cannot run
Behind the hill I fall, I'm like the sun
I'm not a boy, perhaps I never was
and for baseballs, I'm ever at a loss
Baseball was my greatest joy
When I used to be a baseball boy.
I used to wield the baseball mitt
More cumbersome than I’ll admit
And now I wield
A knitting pin
While I may make and do, I cannot win.
My day is over, eventide is near
Yet I know no cause to fear
For children will know baseball’s joy
As onward comes another baaaseball boy
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Holly Jolly Hugelarge is a very big baseball cat
I grew up as big as a barge, how did I manage that
I ate my eggs and oatmeal too
And topped it off with baseball stew
It' really makes a lion of you
A very big baseball cat
I am Holly Hugelarge
I’m here to watch you play
Sliding into second base,
I'll shout hooray hooray
(Chorus comes in) hooray hooray hooray hurrando)
Cos we're the greatest baseball team
We never will run outa steam
Come on let me hear you scream
'We Are Good at Baseball'
We are good at baseball
And Holly Jolly Hugelarge
Is a very big baseball cat
Encouraging
Full control of a baseball bat.
It is time for Baseball
It is time for Baseball
It is time for baseball
It is baseball time
Holly Jolly Hugelarge
A jolly big baseball cat
Though I've now advanced in years
With claws and roars as well as purrs
Majestic mane and lived in furs
I'm a very big baseball cat
In a very big baseball hat
Come along it’s baseball time
Up the the major league we climb
Holly Jolly Hugelarge I’m
a very big baseball cat
Pick it!
Come along it’s baseball time
Up the the major league we climb
Holly Jolly Hugelarge I’m
a very big baseball cat
Now I am a mountain man
It does not change the fact
That
Holly Jolly Hugelarge is a very big baseball
(very big baseball) very big baseball cat
Come along it’s baseball time
Up the the major league we climb
Holly Jolly Hugelarge I’m
a very big baseball cat
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It's a Kind of a Parade
01:15
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It’s a kind of a parade
and we’re going down the road
All the children coming down
to baseball boy
It’s a hearty promenade
That the council have bestowed
All the children coming down
to baseball boy
All the animals are marching
Donkeys cows and sheep and chickens
And our joy is overarching
We’re all here except the illness-stricken
Marching down the road
It’s a kind of a parade
All the children coming down
to baseball boy
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7. |
Goosey Goosey Gender
00:49
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Goosey goosey gender
wither shall I render
Upstairs, downstairs,
playing on the fender
There I met an old man
A young woman
The non-binary porridge
from Goldilocks
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9. |
Baseball Boy Rap
02:06
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There’s! No! Crying in baseball
Do not cry
If you wanna cry a little
Stick a socket in your eye
But you better not cry,
You better stay awake
Gotta keep your body moving
If you wanna take a break
Baseball pads
Baseball mitts
Baseball trousers
And a breakfast of GRITS
Welcome to the little league
And I’m gonna learn you all
There’s no crying in
BASE BALL!
(four lines tune)
There’s no crying in baseball
Just listen to your teacher
Just shootin’, smilin’
Hittin’ windin’, sittin’ on a bleacher.
There’s a time for makin’ noise
There’s a time for fighting
There’s a time for violence
And being too exciting.
There’s a time for candy
There’s a time for glue
There’s a time for rappin’
and that time is through
ROOOLE CAAAAALL!
(hand claps)
ROLE CALL
(all the children shout their names to a beat
Aida
Andy
Benedick
Bert
Cyrus
Danielle
Digby
Elfriede
Iothanthe
Jazz
Jon
Johnathan
John
John
John
John
John
John
John
Kirk
Lupin
Mikey
Morag
Sean
Yorick
Zebulun
YEAH
There’s no crying in baseball
In baseball never ever cry
There’s no crying in baseball, buddy
Just stick a little socket in your eye.
(Rap resumes)
There’s no crying in baseball
Never ever cry
Cross my heart and hope you die.
Sign the letter
Make mom mad
Never try to please
any parent or dad
Parents don’t know
how you feel
Parents are not even real
Welcome to the little league
And I’m gonna learn you all
There’s no crying in
BASE BALL!
(four lines tune)
Yes stick a little socket
You can keep it in your pocket
Just stick a little socket in your eye
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Dm A4/C
When I was a child, I cried so well and so fully
Bb6 A
When my hamster died I wept and sobbed for days
For little woolly.
Dm
His four feet pointing in the air.
F/C
There was no life there.
Bb
I sobbed for days, and so they said,
A
You must have a big heart
Dm
Dm A4/D
Now I am grown, it’s so hard to cry
Bb
No matter how my heart may ache,
A4
my sympathy
Dm
Why so numb?
Why won’t the tears come
The tears will not come.
Our children were blown apart.
My heart was big
Have I outgrown the heart
In days of yore, when kings would die
And all the subjects mourn in deepest agony
There was anguish
Beyond all language
Now I cannot cry, do I have to make a pretence
Make of the funerals
Now just song and dance.
I used to have a big heart
I used to have a big heart
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Oh there’s no crying in baseball
Baseball’s one and only law
There’s no crying in baseball
But we ain’t in baseball any more
Oh boo hoo hoo.
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15. |
Theme to 'Cow Children'
00:39
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C /B Am / G F /D G C
Cowpokes, cow folks, every kind of cow children
C /B Am /G D7 G
Cow girls, cow boys, any non-binary
C / B Am / G F /D G C
Cow gals, cow pals, hoping no brigands will kill them
C Edi F FlA G4 G C
Cowkin, cowskin, whatever cow you be.
All cow children, every afflicted pilgrim
Countless millions, any demography
Cowpokes, cow folks, every kind of cow children
Cowkin, cowskin, whatever cow you be.
G C G G7 G4 G
C /B Am /G D7 G
C /B Am / G F /D G C
C Edim F F/A G4 G C
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18. |
Das Laird von MacGyver
03:03
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Ben Swithen Sheffield, UK
Ben Swithen is a person.
Here you can find their music - solo work, and a Doctor-Who-
and-Cheese double-concept concept-album by The Potential Bees (who are a two- or three- person band), which forces both concepts into every song).
You can also find Ben Swithen on Youtube, but why would you even?
... more
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