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A post-game sing-along, to celebrate a well-earned re-retirement and bury the ghost of '22...
This seems like a perfect time
To make fun of Deepster
And call him sexist
Ah ahh, Ah ahh
For him it’s a perfect day
To shift his testes
Play to his besties
Ah ahh, Ah ahh
Yeah
He’s power-drunk and out of touch
Deaf & stubborn at the same time
Delusional and arrogant, yeah
Today’s the day that he complains
That noone’s buying
It’s time
Uh-Oh
“I don’t know about youse
When I say, ‘Jump,’ you BOO!
Everything ain’t working right
when reprobates won’t do
dumb things I tell them to
You know I won’t give up
Unless, I change my mind
Everything will be alright
If I keep thinking that it’s ‘22
’22 oo-ooh, oo-ooh
‘Twas on St Patrick’s Day
I was in Nashville
It was so crowded
It was just one of those days
I ditched the whole scene
And kept on dreaming
That I was working
I skipped the Aggies, and Teddy Allen
Ah ahh
I’m power mad and out of touch
Plus stubborn in the worst way
Delusional & arrogant
Oh yeah
This year’s the year I do my best Costanza
And say it ain’t my fault if no one plays
Everything was so much fun
When you’d say I’m the one
You don’t know about feels
A Judge without appeals
Yada yada, happy hour
Don’t you know I got the power
Disobey? You’ll hear me say
My name & rule you must exhalt
No matter what, it's not my fault
It’s time
Uh-oh
I don’t know what to do
I’m stuck in ‘22
I’ve walked away
But still I say
It’s cuz of me this whole thing works
So don’t blame me, ungrateful jerks
I did my best, I’m giving up
You’ve fallen short, unless we win
And then you know, I’ll come back in
I’ll say you begged me
Drink a toast
And brag once more that I’m the most
I am the star, I am the ghost
And always, I’m the best to roast
I am the rod, you are the lightning
When we play well, it’s truly frightening
Mojo rising, cuz of me
Why deny it, can’t you see
I am the greatest, like Ali
Super Swift, like my Muse T
I’m out, it’s over, I’ll be back
You’ll never know, I know you’ll care
It’s all about me
Everywhere
[Have I strayed from 22?
Yeah, so what, that’s what I do
Didn’t even write haiku]
This seems like a perfect time
To make fun of Deepster
And call him sexist
Ah ahh, Ah ahh
For him it’s a perfect day
To shift his testes
Play to his besties
Ah ahh, Ah ahh
Yeah
He’s power-drunk and out of touch
Deaf & stubborn at the same time
Delusional and arrogant, yeah
Today’s the day that he complains
That noone’s buying
It’s time
Uh-Oh
“I don’t know about youse
When I say, ‘Jump,’ you BOO!
Everything ain’t working right
when reprobates won’t do
dumb things I tell them to
You know I won’t give up
Unless, I change my mind
Everything will be alright
If I keep thinking that it’s ‘22
’22 oo-ooh, oo-ooh
‘Twas on St Patrick’s Day
I was in Nashville
It was so crowded
It was just one of those days
I ditched the whole scene
And kept on dreaming
That I was working
I skipped the Aggies, and Teddy Allen
Ah ahh
I’m power mad and out of touch
Plus stubborn in the worst way
Delusional & arrogant
Oh yeah
This year’s the year I do my best Costanza
And say it ain’t my fault if no one plays
Everything was so much fun
When you’d say I’m the one
You don’t know about feels
A Judge without appeals
Yada yada, happy hour
Don’t you know I got the power
Disobey? You’ll hear me say
My name & rule you must exhalt
No matter what, it's not my fault
It’s time
Uh-oh
I don’t know what to do
I’m stuck in ‘22
I’ve walked away
But still I say
It’s cuz of me this whole thing works
So don’t blame me, ungrateful jerks
I did my best, I’m giving up
You’ve fallen short, unless we win
And then you know, I’ll come back in
I’ll say you begged me
Drink a toast
And brag once more that I’m the most
I am the star, I am the ghost
And always, I’m the best to roast
I am the rod, you are the lightning
When we play well, it’s truly frightening
Mojo rising, cuz of me
Why deny it, can’t you see
I am the greatest, like Ali
Super Swift, like my Muse T
I’m out, it’s over, I’ll be back
You’ll never know, I know you’ll care
It’s all about me
Everywhere
[Have I strayed from 22?
Yeah, so what, that’s what I do
Didn’t even write haiku]