The Baseball Project - The Yankee Flipper lyrics

He's a friend of the Smithereens, an old pal of Eddie Vedder For a good few years there weren't any pitchers better He loved R.E.M. and he played a Rickenbacker guitar But for a night on the town with Mike Mills, you get hit pretty hard Mike and I met up with Dennis Diken and Black Jack somewhere As this was New York City, you may have heard they have a few bars there Jack loved the Replacements, and we drank enough that we became them Two guitars, ba**, and drums, yeah, our lineup was the same then He was crowned the Yankee Flipper by the foul ball of fame He gave 50,000 fans the finger, but we'd like to share a little bit of the blame It was Spike and Mike and Black Jack and me I'm told Jack ended up on the cold tiles of the floor With his mom, who was visiting, banging on the bathroom door Next time he took the mound was not a pretty sight And I've always figured it had a lot to do with that night The photos filled every front page of the morning editions Now he's the poster boy for a grand baseball tradition Templeton, Tejada, Billy Martin, and Albert Belle From old Hoss Radbourne all the way to David Wells