A Horrible Mistake We Will Make Again And Again

It's a good day to piss on the gods
To steal their Camero
And drive it off a cliff into a pool
Yeah that would rule

It's a good day to stare at the sun
To flip it the bird with each hand
And say its music taste is trash
And it can kiss our ass

It's a good day to vote in a decree
And make a total mess of this whole damn league
So lets show up to the polls and show them anarchy

If i don't know the limits how am I gonna break them?
If you think that we're kidding then you're sorely mistaken
I came here to kick ass and chew gum and open books

In the language to splorts "routine" means "vicious"
"Book" is "cuisine", "forbidden", "dеlicious"
So you better watch out, 'cause wе know how to cook

Forget the blases, forget going home
We're just hungry to rip into that goddamned tome
And if you don't lay off, Parker you'll be next

The players are restless, they're all starting fires
Every game is the same we're just baseball for liars
It's our first season back but the fun has expired
We're all sick of the daylight, light up the pyre

All rules are made to be broken
All forbidden books are made to be opened
So send my love to the stands cause we're tearing them down