TITOANDTHEGUNSHOW lyrics : "Anthem of October"
I'm not talking 'bout fall
The time for clutch begins here
I'm talking playoff baseball
Cities rise for their teams
Full of passion and zeal
I heard your boss said "come in"
"I think a fever I feel...."
Moments frozen in time
Immortalized by us all
Schillings blood on his sock
Fan interference - blown...
Call me crazy but I love the
"Here's my fastball, homie,
hit it if you can!"
Chorus:
This is the anthem of October (whoa)
Sing it ever louder
We're not gonna stop until it's over (whoa)
'Til it rains confetti showers
So put on your rally caps
Get peanuts and cracker jacks
Bring gloves, just don't pull a Bartman
Go fanatic show the world your a fan
In October
Every pitch every out
Every moment's intense
All it takes is one swing
A liner over the fence
Some rejoice in their wins
Others lose with their clubs
Don't fret you'll get 'em next year
Unless you root for the cubs
162 games
At times the season felt long
But it brought us to this
It gave us words to this song...
So, let it build and let it grow
Stand-up sing it like you know
What we're talkin' 'bout
Chorus
We hate to have to say goodbye
To the greatest third baseman alive
But before we have to see him go
He'll rock October with a capital "O!"
Chorus
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