So the servers are down again,
Down like every night.
So they are.
In my heart, I want to play.
Summer's game is upon us.
Flying through the air,
Up into the sky.
Caught on the warning track.
Kick some dirt.
In cities across America.
Nightly, our games end surprisingly.
Go to sleep frustrated.
Pleas for a response
Are going unnoticed.
The supporters frustrated
Hear us.
Each of us paid you.
To give us entertainment
Instead we're exasperated.
Can't play a whole game.