The Mad Games of Marchville

(to the Monkees' "Last Train to Clarksville")

It’s the mad games of Marchville
And I’ve made my last notation
Hope my brackets ain’t no turkey
And I’m swillin’ my libations
Go team go
Just go, go, go
Just go, go, go

Now I’m bettin’ on the upsets
And I hope some cash to win
I pray all top seeds will falter
Hope the underdogs transcend
Then cash will flow
Flow mo, mo, mo
Flow mo, mo, mo
And my luck goes with the lower seeded joes

It’s the mad games of Marchville
I’ve been watching all the stations
I’ve no wins in bracket, fav’rits fizzle
It presents a complication
Groan
I moan, moan, moan
I moan, moan, moan

It’s a mad dash to Clarksville
See my bookie’s on the phone
All the seeds I picked were lousy
Need vacation, gotta go
My money’s low
So low, low, low
Uh, uh, oh, oh
And he sent thugs who are good at breakin’ bones

Made the last train to Clarksville
Made the last train to Clarksville
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