focus on the game

ah

the oakland coliseum

its's 1988 and the season's going well

how about the height of my career

so why do i feel sad?

these days don't recognize my own face in the mirror

i'm a monster not the man i wanna be

but focus on the game

jose

the game

jose

don't be a fool

don't throw it all the way

haven't talked to mom in two weeks

things at home are even more bleak

focus on the game

mark

the game

mark

focus on the game

mark

oh

sir

don't look at me cause i'm all alone in left field

thinkin' bout all the fucked up shit that i did to get here

did i lose my soul?

when did i lose control?

but they tell me to focus on the game

mark

lord knows i'm trying

and i never leave the shower

so they never see me crying

you're just a scared little boy in a body of a giant

a freakshow of science

but then my friend says

you're the man jc

you're the man bigmac

you're the only one who knows what it truly means to bash

and if one day they should come for us

and strip us of our crowns

i know that if i am going down

you're also going down

oh