I Want To Point My Finger Like Babe Ruth
I want to go to Wrigley Field
Stand behind home plate
And point my finger at the left field wall
I do it to remember baseball
What it used to be
Simple
Pure
Dirt
Muscle
And spit
It used to be you could go to climb the fence and get in to Wrigley for free
Simpler times
Now you can't get in for less than a small fortune
Steroids and wall street
Great
I want to stand at home plate
And point my finger for a better world
Babe Ruth was certainly associated with the ruling class
But he played a sport of the people
And he represented a team whose city has some of the ,most ardent socialists in the world
So I know I'm reaching here
But I want to stand at Wrigley field
In the heart of america
And point my finger like babe ruth
Very unwitting representative
Of the nations working class
Pointing my finger to the beyond
In the heart of america
Pointing my finger to the beyond
Toward what's better.
Toward what's more.
Towards what America
Is supposed to be.
Copyright © John Goodman | Year Posted 2013
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