Seems like the other day
I took the train to Shea.
The empty stands looked so gray.
Beside it, so unreal,
The lights of Citi Field
Told of a new ballpark deal.
October first and on,
My favorite team’s undone.
How can I, how can I, can I go on?

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no, no, no, no, no!

Remember—walking into Shea.
Remember—on a summer day.
Remember—climbing up the bleachers.
Remember—past the pigeon creatures.
Remember—straining for a catch.
Remember—seventh-inning stretch.
Remember—suff’fing,
Suff’ring again with the Mets!

Whatever happened to
The team in orange-blue,
The team we swore couldn’t lose!
Oh, what a dismal show!
Two thousand seven's blown!
The biggest meltdown we've known!

Remember—walking out of Shea.
Remember—on an autumn day.
Remember—riding on the 7.
Remember—Station One-11.
Remember—banners from Modell’s.
Remember—shoot it all to hell.
Remember…