This is my life. It's a life I've chosen and will not move away from, but this is my life.
Sung to the tune of Green Day's "Wake Me Up When September Ends"
Summer is gone at last
100 years and more have passed
Wake me up when Postseason ends
Like the promise of seasons past
A Championship not in our grasp
Wake me up when Postseason ends
Here comes the cold again
Chilled from head to toe
Other fans can celebrate
While we just sit at home
As our memory rests
Of Go Cubs Go and of the Stretch
Wake me up when Postseason ends
Summer has come and passed
The Cubbie blue had faded fast
Wake me up when Postseason ends
No hope for a W again
Like it was when Spring began
Wake me up when Postseason ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from our eyes
Drenched in our pain again
Watching these other guys
As we put away our gear
The other teams still shout and cheer
Wake me up when Postseason ends
Summer will come again
Maybe next year’s when we’ll win
Wake me up when Postseason ends
Like my father’s seen before
I hope my son won't see much more
Wake us up when Postseason ends
