Saint Blonde - grand slam Lyrics

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"grand slam"

I'm sick of all my friends
I'm sick of all my plans
Not a lot here
Left worth saving

I know I got to get away
I'm numb like Novocaine
Not much for entertainment
I feel it in my brain
I'm slipping every day
Like living in a painting

Call the shot, boy, making a move
I got a grand slam ready and I'm lighting the fuse
You better
Call the shot, boy, making the news
I got a grand slam ready, and I'm coming for you

I wanna be like them
Thousands of screaming fans
Not a lot here
Except a daydream

But you gotta make the bands
I'm sure you'd understand
That I'd prefer the payment
Another trip out to LA
I got something to say
I guess that's entertainment

Call the shot, boy, making a move
I got a grand slam ready, and I'm lighting the fuse
You better
Call the shot, boy, making the news
I got a grand slam ready, and I'm coming for you

Riding on a moment
Tracking down the ball
Pressing on the hot wire
Wrapped around my arm
Put it all in motion
Tall boy in a stall
Lighting up the ten tons
Pointed at my heart
Lighting up the ten tons
Lighting up the ten tons
Lighting up the ten tons
Lighting up the ten tons

Call the shot, boy, making a move
I got a grand slam ready, and I'm lighting the fuse
You better
Call the shot, boy, making the news
I got a grand slam ready, and I'm coming for you

Call the shot, boy, making a move
I got a grand slam ready, and I'm lighting the fuse
You better
Call the shot, boy, making the news
I got a grand slam ready, and I'm coming for you

I got a grand slam ready, and I'm coming for you

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album: "...with little ease" (2026)

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