I dig my feet into the ground
Somehow you make me wanna fly
Not doing much
Just standing here
Waiting
Smelling the hot dogs
Build it
They will come and they will clap
They will cheer and they will boo
They will come back tomorrow
Because they love you
True
You're very slow
But so often you show us
Something we've never seen before
You give birth to heroes
And the holiest of cows
Everyday records are broken
Legends are made
Stories are told
And dreams come true
After nine of not doing much
They'll pack up and leave
"You looked good out there kid
We'll get'em next year"
And when they're all gone
I'll walk across your emerald dress
Think about the flies
And slide in your sweet sand
Brown white and green
Ugliest diamond I've ever seen
Biggest one I've ever known
Only one I'll ever need
