Tribute to the A's Year of the Walk-Off!
Lyrics, in case you're watching at work and can't turn on the sound:
It’s a walk-off, walk-off kind of day.
You know you spell that with an “A”.
It’s a walk-off kind of year.
It’s got the Angels playing in fear.
A walk-off kind of day.
It’s not too surprising, tension is rising,
are we winning or losing, are we cruising for a bruising.
On the way to the top, or is someone going to stop us.
We can’t stop to wonder if we’re over or we’re under.
We’ll just get out and play day by day.
We don’t have much money but we do have a movie,
and we have Billy Beane, and we think he’s kind of groovy.
The big bad Wolff wants to drive us from the city.
Just like us it’s scrappy and gritty.
We’ll just get out and play day by day.
It’s a walk-off, walk-off kind of day.
You know you spell that with an “A”.
It’s a walk-off kind of year.
It’s got the Angels playing in fear.
A walk-off kind of day.
A walk-off’s not a metaphor, it’s really nothing more than leaving the winning to the very last inning.
Don’t live your life like that but if you’re up at bat
you could be the guy who wins the pie.
But just get out and play day by day.
It’s a walk-off, walk-off kind of day.
You know you spell that with an “A”.
It’s a walk-off kind of year.
It’s got the Angels playing in fear.
A walk-off kind of day.
Go A’s!
