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Keep us out of the ballpark. Keep fans out so no crowd. Instead Steal Doritos and grab free beers There's no stretch in the seventh cause nobody's here! Oh it's loot, loot, loot from the storefronts If we get caught its a shame! and its one, two, three cops knocked out at the old brawl game. Keep us out of the ballpark ban the fans from the stands The vendors laid off cause there's nobody here he's out of a job cause no one's buying beer Oh its loot, loot, loot from the storefronts- that Freddie Grey's dead -it's a shame and it's one, two, three cops knocked out at the old brawl game
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Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
Take me out to the Brawl Game
Keep us out of the ballpark. Keep fans out so no crowd. Instead Steal Doritos and grab free beers There's no stretch in the seventh cause nobody's here! Oh it's loot, loot, loot from the storefronts If we get caught its a shame! and its one, two, three cops knocked out at the old brawl game. Keep us out of the ballpark ban the fans from the stands The vendors laid off cause there's nobody here he's out of a job cause no one's buying beer Oh its loot, loot, loot from the storefronts- that Freddie Grey's dead -it's a shame and it's one, two, three cops knocked out at the old brawl game
revising an old classic in honor of Baltimore's game with no fans,
john-f-mccullagh
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63/M/American
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
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