Look, It’s Baseball
Tobin Sprout, Robert Pollard
Took a journey backwards to a revelation I cannot describe
But I must admit it was worthwhile
And it made you smile, it's that extra mile
When we drove home, you slept all the way
Right through the explosion display
When you woke up with sparks
And a night sky of candlestick parks
Another fine outing, pointing and shouting
"Look, it's baseball
Look, it's baseball"