Under white sheets for the great unveiling
And all the bush league batters
It doesn't matter
For the turnstiles
They're singin' songs for pimps with tailors
For the turnstiles
Though your confidence may be shattered
It will change you in the middle of the day
Are now in granite laid
Are left to die on the diamond
And in the stands the home crowd scatters
And you can really learn a lot that way
And you can really learn a lot that way
And all the great explorers
At the big parade
Though your confidence, it may be shattered
It doesn't matter
Who charge ten dollars at the door
It will change you in the middle of the day
For the turnstiles
