apologies to Neil Young
Your team is knockin’
On the cellar door
I love your players
Can you trade one more
Ooh, ooh, the deal’s done.
I traded Myers and
I took a stand
I watched Nick Franklin
take another man
Gone, gone, now Winick’s gone.
I sing the song
because I love the man
Sanchez’s a keeper
Don’t you understand
Spilled blood
And Jeff’s run out.
I’ve seen the dump deals
And the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But least the Red Hots
Kept their Lobaton.
(enter lonesome harmonica wail……)