​my name is mike

[Verse 1]
Well I’m sat outside the clubhouse
'Cause my bandmates locked me out
They said I’m not really part of it
Because I can’t pitch three straight outs
I’m just here due to a contract
They say I can’t write a song
Well, since when is playing blaseball
Not a place we all belong?

[Chorus]
My name is Mike
Townsend
And I can play music
I can play music
My name is Mike
Townsend
And I play music
And I can throw a ball
Blaseball, ah-ah
Yeah

[Verse 2]
It’s a sad state of affairs when
A name on a dotted line
Is the only thing preventing me
From taking back some timе
Sometimes I wish I werе a Jazz Hand
Or I stared into the sun
Maybe then the fans would love me
Maybe then we'd have some fun

[Chorus]
Till then I’m Mike
Townsend
And I play music
Yeah, I play music
Yeah, I’m Mike
Townsend
And I play music
And I can throw a ball
Blaseball, ah-ah
Yeah, I'm Mike

[Verse 3]
All the fans seem to want for me
Is to grow ten-thousand thumbs
They never asked for my opinion
What if I want blaseball guns?
Maybe if I grew a third arm
I could steal the fandom’s heart
Until then I’ll keep showing up
'Til the umps put my soul in park
In park