John Mccutcheon - John Rocker lyrics

You give a kid a pile of money And you put him on TV For being better at a game Than you and I will ever be And you want him in your bullpen And you want him in the zone But you want him far away From the microphone John Rocker did an interview He told us what he thought It's what a lot of people think But he got caught Now everybody's wondering Just what we're gonna do About the ugly little secret That we always knew When I read the story First thing that came to mind Was how Henry Aaron Fought his whole lifetime To battle all the demons That raised their heads In the kind of ideas That interview spread How many years? How many times? How many jokes? How many crimes? How many mistakes? How many abuses? How many apologies? How many excuses? ‘Cause I am the queer with AIDS, John Rocker I'm the single mother with the kids, John Rocker I am the foreigner and I got here The same way your people did, John Rocker So take your seat on the subway Get on the bus Underneath your fears You're just one of us John Rocker did an interview He told us what he thought It's what a lot of people think But he got caught