Night game, Day game
All is gloom, All is doom
On the mound, stand Lonnie, Dorcon and Ron
Holy Shit, all is done
Sleep you Outfielders, Sleep --- Sleep you Outfielders, Sleep

Fuji is fast, But not fast enough
The balls are hit, as out of a gun
Head and Hammer, are in a daze
Stand with eyes, in a glaze
Sleep you Infielders, Sleep --- Sleep you Infielders, Sleep

The God is Loud, even quite proud
Frannie is cheap, but not as loud
Infielders legs, are spread wide
allowing balls to go by, and hide
Sleep this miserable team, Sleep --- Sleep this miserable team, Sleep