Lyrics

[Spoken Intro] We've got bad vibes! One, two, three [Verse 1] Lang and Ollie on first and second And I'm feeling quite upset 'Cause Kichiro just messaged me And she's playing hard to get I've got a bad hangover And bloodshot eyes And so I strike out looking Under pitch-dark skies [Chorus] Know we need a hit But I can't deal with it With my bad vibes, my bad vibes My bad, bad, bad, bad, bad [Verse 2] Now I'm in the outfield And I'm looking quite perplexed 'Cause Avila's in Miami And she doesn't even text It's like we had a breakup And I'm feeling the fatigue And suddenly my team is ranked The lowest in the league [Chorus] And if we made the playoffs I'd tell the gods to **** *** With my bad My bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad Bad vibes [Spoken Outro] Good night, Seattle!