The Baseball League Songtext
von Nils Patrik Johansson

City of rage, cradle of sin, disgrace of the earth
The battle is on, this cannot be wrong
A wonderful birth
Stockholm city, burning from inside
The squad of violence, a vicious great surprise

Here comes the baseball league
Wielding the bats
Here comes the baseball league
Doing it the Aryan style
Don′t stand in their way
They're kings of the street

Here comes the baseball league
Proud of their caps
They are the baseball league
Kicking your sorry ass
You all have to pay
Here comes the baseball league


The thrill of it all, having a ball to a march from the past
They go to attack
Who′s holding their back and how long will this last?
Stockholm city, prepare to go to war
The kiss from Judas won't even up the score

Here comes the baseball league
Wielding the bats
Here comes the baseball league
Doing it the Aryan style
Don't stand in their way
They′re kings of the street

Here comes the baseball league
Proud of their caps
They are the baseball league
Kicking your sorry ass
Now you all have to pay
This is the first strike

Brave commander, your contenders
Won′t let you down
Demon drivers, white trash finders
As cleaners of the world allied


Here comes the baseball league
Wielding the bats
They are the baseball league
Kicking your sorry ass, yeah
They're kings of the street

We do as we please, we never retreat
No liars or criers or friers can flee

Here comes the baseball league
Wielding the bats
Here comes the baseball league
Doing it the Aryan style
Now, don′t stand in their way
They're kings of the street

Here comes the baseball league
Proud of their caps
They are the baseball league
Kicking your sorry ass
You all have to pay
They are the baseball league

The baseball league
The baseball league
The baseball league
The baseball league