Parody of "I'm Eighteen" by Alice Cooper
(Titus 3:5, Ephesians 2:8-9)
I fall on my face and hands
The last ball knocked me on the ground
"Find us a hitter," they shout in the stands
I'm annoying all the fans
I made the team -- and I don't know how to bunt
Made the team -- I just don't score any runs
Made the team -- I've got swing and pray
I'm gonna get out anyway
I'll go running to the wrong base, oh yeah
I've got, a Babe Ruth's waist and an old man's arm
Look at me field -- you'll get alarmed
Don't always throw where I'm taught, there's no doubt
Still I keep winnin' -- it's a miracle how
But I made the team -- I get confused every play
Made the team -- I guess I'm no Willie Mays
Made the team -- my God He did the trade
LEAD
I fall on my face and my hands
I fall at the feet of Christ
I'm just a sinner -- a little-league life
But I'm important in my Lord's plans
I made the team, and I like it!
Yes, I like it! Whoa, I like it, love it, like it, love it
Made the team, made the team, made the team and I like it!
Titus 3:5a
he saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of
his mercy.