Who the Hell Are You
Atlanta Memories: A Pitcher's Tale of Ambition and Loss
Lyrics
When the days get long, I remember Atlanta
Reflecting on Atlanta when facing challenging times.
I can taste the summer on my tongue when I
Recalling the sensory experience of summer in Atlanta.
Think of the city where I was young
Nostalgia for the city of youth.
I remember Atlanta
Repetition of the memory of Atlanta.
I could've been a big deal could've been a
Regret over missed opportunities and potential success.
Top pick, but I threw out my arm
Reference to a failed endeavor, possibly in sports.
So I went into steel
Transitioning to a different field, symbolized by "steel."
When I moved up to Cleveland
Relocating to Cleveland.
I got a house in
Acquiring a house in Linndale.
Linndale worked in the steel mill for a bit
Employment in a steel mill, a blue-collar job.
But my ambitions died and life went to shit
Expressing the decline of personal aspirations and life difficulties.
I remember the weather there
Recalling harsh weather conditions in Cleveland.
It was like a war zone
Comparing the weather to a war zone, emphasizing hardship.
I fell behind in rent and
Financial struggles leading to rent arrears.
I bounced some checks, so they kicked me out
Further financial problems causing eviction.
Who the hell are you? Did you put me here?
Addressing an unknown person, questioning their role in the current situation.
Can you spare a blanket or a cigarette? See
Pleading for basic necessities, such as a blanket or cigarette.
I lost my coat in a football bet you know
Explaining the loss of a coat due to a football bet.
I used to be a pitcher
Reflecting on past achievements as a baseball pitcher.
Back in the Georgia summer
Nostalgia for pitching during a Georgia summer.
Did I tell you about how I threw
Reiterating the narrative of arm injury.
Out my arm? I remember Atlanta
Recalling the connection between arm injury and Atlanta.
I remember Atlanta
Repetition of the memory of Atlanta, emphasizing its significance.
I could've been a big deal back in '79
Regret over missed opportunities in the past.
I remember Atlanta
Repeating the regretful reflection on what could have been in 1979.
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