TEA PARTY IS OVER

So when the manager walks out to the mound
And the catcher saunters out
And the infielders drift in
They’re just wasting time
Let that relief pitcher get a few more throws
But the umpire knows B.S.
And he walks out
And says “Okay, boys, the tea party is over.”
And I just want that umpire
To be there in corporate meetings
That drag on and on and on
And he can walk in and say
“Okay, boys, the tea party is over”