Scrappy the Scapegoat's Pre-emptive Season in Review

This was a triumph!
I'm making a note here - HUGE SUCCESS
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction

Scrappy the Scapegoat
I fuck up your lives because I can
For the good of all of us who hate you Seattleites

Now there's no sense crying over every bad trade
'cause there is no floor folks - I've always got spades
When the new GM's done there'll be 60 games won
And then all of your hopes will have died

It's not even funny
Man what an easy exercise
Although you do have Ichiro and Felix
And Adrian Beltre
And then there's Brandon Morrow too
When they all get traded
Oh I will be so sad for you
Now your ownership talks such a beautiful line
You're a small market team now - do a rebuild this time!
In the end you'll get burned
Tens of millions will be churned
And then all of your hopes will have died

Go ahead and curse me
I think I prefer the winning side
Maybe you'll find somebody to help you
Maybe Steve Strasburg
That was a joke, haha, FAT CHANCE
Anyway this labrum's great - it belongs to Erik Bedard
Look at me still talking when there's destroying to do
When I see your franchise it makes me glad I'm not you
'cause I've pissed in your beer (give Bavasi a cheer)
Now look all of your hopes, they have died

Because Carlos Silva is still alive

And Jarrod Washburn is still alive

And Howard Lincoln is still alive

I am the Scapegoat, and I'm still alive.

Still alive.

Still alive.

...

...

Unlike your hopes. They were devoured like cake.

Losers.

This song made possible by Carlos Silva, Miguel Batista, Jose Vidro, Yuniesky Betancourt, Bill Bavasi, Howard Lincoln, Chuck Armstrong, and most importantly,  YOU the fans. Thank you for providing such an endless source of entertainment.