Play to the tunes of Foreigner's Juke Box Hero:
Standing in the rain
With a mustache glow
Earned himself a ticket
Battin' sixth in The Show
Heard the roar of the crowd
Droppin' tweets on cuisine
Squared up a curveball
Hit one to the Jet Stream
At one sports bar
They loved the Blue Jays
Saw stars in his eyes
At the meat buffet
Bought a beat up chicken wing at the shore
Didn't wanna Bobby Flay it
But he knew for sure
That a little pine tar
Felt good in his hands
Didn't take long to understand
Just one fastball, hit way down low
was a one-way ticket
Like hittin' a free throw
So he started rakin' aint never gonna stop
Gotta keep on rakin'
Someday he's gonna make it to the top
And be a Lunch Box Hero
Got stars in his eyes
He's a Lunch Box Hero
World Series is the prize
Lunch Box Hero ... He'll come alive tonight
At a park without a name
Saltin' steaks to the core
Thought he passed his own shadow
At the batting cage door
Like a trip through the past
A doubleheader in the rain
That one sirloin made his whole life change
Now he needs to keep rakin, he just can't stop
Gotta keep on rakin, that boy has got to stay on top
And be a Lunch Box Hero
He's a Lunch Box Hero, got stars in his eyes
Yeah, World Series is the prize
With a little pine tar, he'll come alive
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Lyrics and photo by the K2 Swag District. |