Tigers 9, Twins 2: The Comerican Revolution

Where is the ballclub we needed the most?
You give up some runs, and the game? It is toast.
They tell me our offense went to hell,
They tell me that Festa took the L,
But it’s OK; we’ll carry on.

Detroit had a lineup with homers to spare,
What might have gone well? It’s a trouble to care.
‘Cause Festa got rocked for seven scores,
The offense’s status often bores,
But it’s OK; we’ll carry on.

‘Cause we had a bad game, the record’s gone down,
The DUDS up above won’t eternally frown.
Though feelings are low, we’ll let ‘em go by
As even in baseball there’s time for a cry.
We had a bad game, the record will find;
Though losing does suck, in the end, we won’t mind
We had a bad game,
We had a bad game.

We know that tomorrow’s one more day,
Another fresh chance to come and play,
‘Cause it’s OK; we’ll carry on.

‘Cause we had a bad game, the record’s gone down,
The DUDS up above won’t eternally frown.
Though feelings are low, we’ll let ‘em go by
As even in baseball there’s time for a cry.
We had a bad game, the record will find;
Though losing does suck, in the end, we won’t mind
We had a bad game,
Ooh, just one bad game.

STUDS? Wouldn’t miss ‘em! Turn in to see
Fresher Brooks with the bleachers packed!
He had four turns at bat, drove one in,
And had a pair of singles smacked!
And Vázquez jacked,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

And Zach has the Comment that’s the top of the Game!
(So far from lame.)
He messaged a guy with some cinema fame...

But we had a bad game, the record’s gone down,
The DUDS up above won’t eternally frown.
Though feelings are low, we’ll let ‘em go by
As even in baseball there’s time for a cry.
We had a bad game, the record will find;
But give it a week; one won’t mind
We had a bad game,
We had a bad game.

(Powter can do the outro on his own; this song isn’t all that good.)