Story Behind The Song

a parody waiting to be written - in particular with Jimmy playing wrigley Field in September

Song Description

any died in the wool Cub fan - and non-Cub fans too who know of the bar scene around Wrigley Field - Wrigleyville - can appreciate this one

Lyrics

Sittin? by 3rd base, watching the sun bake, fans in the bleachers covered in oil
Drinkin? a cold beer, thinkin? ?bout last year, feel my blood just beginning to boil
CHORUSWasting away again in Wrigleyville, searching for a lost pennant or two
Some people claim a billy goat?s to blame, it?s nobody?s fault, we didn?t come through

It?s a new season, for some strange reason, I feel this surge of hope inside me
We?re winnin? with Dusty, the starters are rusty, this might be the year we all get set free
Wasting away again in Wrigleyville, searching for a lost pennant or two
Some people claim the Bartman?s to blame, it?s nobody?s fault, we didn?t come through

Feelin? a bit weak, got hit by some concrete, bled Cub blue had to cruise cross the street
There?s booze in their blender, I won?t soon remember, if this was a victory or a defeat
Wasting away again in Wrigleyville, searching for a World Series or twoSome people claim a corked bat?s to blame, it?s nobody?s fault, we didn?t come throughWasting away again in Wrigleyville, searching for a lost pennant or two ? that went to St. Lou
Some people claim Sammy Sosa?s to blame, it?s nobody?s fault, we didn?t come through