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(Instrumental introduction)
Why did Fred Wilpon talk you to coming here
Gave you all those bazillions and an option year
So take your old arse, make magic and disappear
Just beat it, just beat it
Someday you're going to be Hall of Fame
Throughout the 1990s you had ruled the game
Once you became a Met all you bought us was shame
So beat it, 'cause you're pitching so bad
Beat It (Beat It) Beat It (Beat It)
Tired of watching you defeated
Become a Padre, go to Tampa Bay
It doesn't matter just get out of Shea
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Your ERA and WHIP look like the Dow Jones
You even give up homers to the Braves unknowns
So pack up all your gear and take your aging bones
and Beat It Just Beat It
In his olden age Tom can't find the plate
As shown by his horrific K to BB rate
When Trachsel gets better, speed up old Tommy's fate
Say Beat It, 'cause he's pitching so bad
Beat It (Beat It) Beat It (Beat It)
Shea's becoming empty seated
Tom brings up sorrow Tom brings us woe
We'd rather see Keppel, Lindstrom, or Seo
Just Beat It
Beat It (Beat It) Beat It (Beat It)
Tired of watching you defeated
Become a Padre go to Tampa Bay
It doesn't matter just get out of Shea
Just Beat it (repeat 12 times)
(Guitar solo)
(repeat these lines until fadeout:)
Just Beat It (Beat It) Beat It (Beat It)
Shea's Becoming empty seated
Tom brings up sorrow Tom brings us woe
We'd rather see Keppel, Lindstrom, or Seo
May 8, 2005: My friend Mookster, who like many fellow Mets fans, has been disgusted with the performance of Tom Glavine since he signed with the Mets. So, he took it upon himself to write this piece to the tune of a Michael Jackson song. Personally, I'm disgusted with both Glavine's performance and Jackson's lifestyle. This is the first of three songs by three different authors that are posted to my page at the same time.