| Song | Play Ball! |
| Artist | Modern Baseball |
| Album | Cool Shoes. Records presents: The Vaticomp |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| These words were thrown together | |
| When I still had my faith in hand | |
| Kept it in my back pocket | |
| With the change I had to spare | |
| Swim through the skies when it’s night | |
| Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
| I love when the record echoes | |
| Reminds me of the trees | |
| But I shouldn’t have to say this to you | |
| No, You know how to live life | |
| This compilation of sayings and tunes | |
| Means everything to me now | |
| I cut me open | |
| But you did all the pouring out | |
| I’ve discovered more and more | |
| Of this world that I’ve been calling mine | |
| I don’t care what it takes | |
| Blood, sweat or all my time because | |
| I shouldn’t have to say this to you | |
| No you, know how to live life | |
| And I shouldn’t have to sing all these tunes | |
| No, you make me feel alive | |
| I’m not one to point fingers | |
| But you got me in a bind | |
| Ripping through all our nights | |
| All choruses aside | |
| Swim through the skies when it’s night | |
| Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
| I love when the record echoes |
| These words were thrown together | |
| When I still had my faith in hand | |
| Kept it in my back pocket | |
| With the change I had to spare | |
| Swim through the skies when it' s night | |
| Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
| I love when the record echoes | |
| Reminds me of the trees | |
| But I shouldn' t have to say this to you | |
| No, You know how to live life | |
| This compilation of sayings and tunes | |
| Means everything to me now | |
| I cut me open | |
| But you did all the pouring out | |
| I' ve discovered more and more | |
| Of this world that I' ve been calling mine | |
| I don' t care what it takes | |
| Blood, sweat or all my time because | |
| I shouldn' t have to say this to you | |
| No you, know how to live life | |
| And I shouldn' t have to sing all these tunes | |
| No, you make me feel alive | |
| I' m not one to point fingers | |
| But you got me in a bind | |
| Ripping through all our nights | |
| All choruses aside | |
| Swim through the skies when it' s night | |
| Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
| I love when the record echoes |
| These words were thrown together | |
| When I still had my faith in hand | |
| Kept it in my back pocket | |
| With the change I had to spare | |
| Swim through the skies when it' s night | |
| Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
| I love when the record echoes | |
| Reminds me of the trees | |
| But I shouldn' t have to say this to you | |
| No, You know how to live life | |
| This compilation of sayings and tunes | |
| Means everything to me now | |
| I cut me open | |
| But you did all the pouring out | |
| I' ve discovered more and more | |
| Of this world that I' ve been calling mine | |
| I don' t care what it takes | |
| Blood, sweat or all my time because | |
| I shouldn' t have to say this to you | |
| No you, know how to live life | |
| And I shouldn' t have to sing all these tunes | |
| No, you make me feel alive | |
| I' m not one to point fingers | |
| But you got me in a bind | |
| Ripping through all our nights | |
| All choruses aside | |
| Swim through the skies when it' s night | |
| Let the stars be my sea breeze | |
| I love when the record echoes |