Necessitarianism (Fred Merkle's Blues)

In a final splash of sun
A moment killed the fun
Time had him on a leash
So they told him not to run
Then everything went black
Once he heard the crack
Then history got cruel
All was changed
In a most destructive way
The crowd would have its say
There’s nowhere left to be
Says a wiser voice in me
When the accusations fell
Freddie knew too well
It was a hollowed out decree
New York City heat
Mugsy never blamed
Freddie for that day
But you know he never slept
Gone was victory
In a never-ending way
They all had their say
There’s nowhere left to be
Says a wiser voice in me
There’s nowhere I could stay
In this city one more day
There’s nowhere left to be
Says a wiser voice in me