A mistake

A parody of the song "Summersong" by The Decemberists

Lyrics:
Blaseball, where to begin?
I mourned our hotdog and I bet yet again
Good game, King Tot with the save
My spite grew for the hellmouths in spades, below

My game, peanuts and shame
T-Cash rising as a phoenix aflame
She's gay, four stars on display
When she proves it, we will have quite a day, I hope

Jaylen's alight! (fuck fuck fuck fuck) She's really on fire! (fuck fuck fuck fuck)
Jaylen's gone away...
She sacrificed herself so we could play
Just please win one more game

Seattlesong (Demo)

A complete parody of Summersong by The Decemberists. 

This one goes out to Jaylen Hotdogfingers, stolen from us by the Sun.

Lyrics:
Blaseball, where to begin?
I mourned our hotdog and I bet yet again
Good game, King Tot with the save
My spite grew for the hellmouths in spades, below

My game, peanuts and shame
T-Cash rising as a phoenix aflame
She's gay, four stars on display
When she proves it, we will have quite a day, I hope

Jaylen's alight! (fuck fuck fuck fuck) She's really on fire! (fuck fuck fuck fuck)
Jaylen's gone away...
She sacrificed herself so we could play
Just please win one more game

Townsend, the loser loves bread
Most Garages just wish he was dead
Ted-dy, blaseball daddy, all the hard rockers
Never falling asleep, oh nooo

My game, peanuts and shame
Malik thinks all of the monarchs are lame
He prays, hopes for a gunblade
"Death to Kings" but not King Tot he's OK, I know

Jaylen's alight! (fuck fuck fuck fuck) She's really on fire! (fuck fuck fuck fuck)
Jaylen's gone away...
She sacrificed herself so we could play
Just please win one more game

Just please win one more gaaaaame, oh oh

Oh please win one more game...

"we've just gotta make it to the playoffs"

GarageSong

A parody cover of The Clash's cover of "I Fought the Law" by Sonny Curtis

Lyrics:

I hate to see another friend burn 
I fought the umps and the umps won
I fought the umps and the umps won

They took our players from us, one by one
I fought the umps and the umps won
I fought the umps and the umps won

I hit a flyout and I feel so bad
We just need one more run
Now they're walkin over with their eyes so mad
I fought the umps and the umps won
I fought the umps

Their evil burns like a, hot sun
I fought the umps and the umps won
I fought the umps and the umps won

It's almost like these umps are having fun
I fought the umps and the umps won
I fought the umps and the umps won

They're looking at me I think I've been had
I guess my days are done
Well, maybe I can take one of em, with my bat
I fought the umps and the umps won
I fought the umps

I Fought The Umps

A little ditty to commemorate a to-be-attempted sin

(Lyrics for the song btw)
The Lottery Pick

Oh the rites are sealed
The pentagram's been drawn
We've got her in our sights now
Idolatry's gone too far

Who cares about the finals?
My mind's set on one thing
Necromancy's a stretch for some
But not this band!

Jaylen come back to us!
Jaylen come back to us!
Jaylen, let's spite the gods!
Jaylen let's give it a shot!

Jaylen will spite the gods!
Jaylen we'll give it our all!

The Lottery Pick (Demo)

(Remastered Upload)

A cover of "Mike Townsend (is a credit to the team) by rain (rainrain.bandcamp.com/) for 'Tribute Act', the upcoming Garages Album. By Garages, of Garages, for Everyone.

Lyrics:
Mike Townsend is a dissapoint- no, that’s not right.
ah

i've an apology
i need to make to you
cause i just underestimated all that you could do
we can't know what you've got,
or what's coming next
i just can't wait to see you get into your eight-legged mech

and i admit i got a little caught up
cause after all, you didn't disappoint me that much

mike townsend was a credit to the team
like a laser beam
we fired at the sun
mike townsend was a credit to the team
you weren't a meme
when all was said and done
your redemption arc has come and gone

i made a mistake,
i downplayed your credentials,
i did not realise all of mike townsend's p-potential
and we can leave what's in the past,
as antecedent
cause i can't put your vibes down when they were "most excellent"

and i admit i got a little caught up
cause after all, you didn't disappoint me that much

mike townsend was a credit to the team
he had a theme
that goes like kinda, sorta, this one
mike townsend was a credit to the team
man of our dreams
y'know, he's gone and saved our girl
yeah, your redemption arc has come and gone!

Allison Here.
I think it was really easy to see Mike as a disappointment at first. Dude did really suck at pitching. And he lived in Bellevue, what a square! But every time he got up on the mound and threw what he called his “knuckleball” there was a joy to him. I think he rubbed off on all of us. Win or lose, he played to have fun, and that’s the Garages spirit distilled. He was the life of the party, the soul of our team, and just a good guy. Thanks for everything bud. We’re gonna miss ya, give em hell.

when the time comes round,
it's not an accident
that mike will be there with his mech gun pointed heaven-sent
and from his cockpit high,
he will rain down blows
and if the gods survive is something only townsend knows

and i admit i got a little caught up

but, mike townsend was a credit to the team
it's not extreme
to say he'd beaten all the odds
mike townsend is a credit to the team
and i believe
he's gonna end all of the gods

He’s a dissapointment
He’s a credit to the team
There’s a coldness in his blood
And he knows what that means
Mike Townsend knows what he’s gotta do

yeah, his redemption arc has come and gone!

Mike Townsend (was a Credit To The Team) (Acoustic)

A track I made with the help of Jennifer Cat on Bass and INOM doing the mixing. I'm so proud of this and can't wait to make more.

Also it has been 3 months since I've started recording music and I've come this far. Wow.

Lyrics:
a warning, a flash
the sun goes dark, a sequel cast
her cunning, her fame
our pitcher's warmed up, start the game
the peanuts, the stars
a battle for this splort of ours
a warning, a flash
that peanut will be turned to ash

and i
don't know if i'll die
but the fliiiickkerrriiinnggg runs in my veins
i'll feedback, i won't hesitate

they're mine
new gods get in line
at season's end, the hall comes back
it all leads to, it all ends in
the death of god
 
so donn your glove
and bring your bat
its time has come
there's not much left
now check your pulse
and max your stats
its time has come

a lie
a deal to survive
the league has sold, the boss now reigns
another foe to burn in flames

so fine
won't waste my fucking time
the nut is gone, a warmup match
it all leads to, it all ends in
the death of god

so shine your glove
and spike your bat
her time has come
she's just a hack

now check your blood
and pack your bags
her time has come

just wipe the blood
off of your hat
their time is out
we're up at bat...

it all leads to
it all leads to
it all leads to
it all leads to
it all leads to, it all ends in
it all leads to, it all ends in
the death of god!

DEICIDE

The Death of God(s)

a re-record of the tribute act song Mike Townsend (was a credit to the team). song is originally by @ariskofrain on twitter. find the rest of our music on www.blandcamp.com

Yana Ambrosia