Gratitude (For Curt Flood)

Now everyone's walking like they're rolling in dough
 Throwing all their money around just for show
 Acting like everything is coming to them
 And knowing that more is just around the bend
 But I'm the one who paved the way
 And laid my body in the road so you can walk on it today
 I stood right up when they tried to put me down
 You're so high up, you forget to look down
 You call that gratitude?
 I'm the well-paid slave, and the roads that I paved
 Took my career, that's just what I gave
 Five years later, they were rolling in clover
 But nothing for me, my career was over
 If I'd been born just a generation later
 I could have settled up with an arbitrator
 I'd be wearing fur coats if I were rich
 With a "bum-bum-bitty-bitty-bum"
 You call that gratitude?
 On the day that I died and they laid me in the ground
 Where was everybody? They couldn't be found
 I'm gone, and they don't know my name
 No plaque, no speech, no Hall of Fame
 A-Rod, Zito, Tejada, Posada
 Johan, Maddux, Manny, Mussina
 Who's the one who paved the way with blood?
 Go say my name, it's (Flood) Curt Flood
 You call that gratitude?