Lyrics

Spending all his nights, all those innings pitching like a clown
The former ace treats the strike zone like it’s foreign
And when he gets the start, he’s filling up the bases again
And now Matt Williams is calling for Drew Storen

Growth on his back, any kind of fool could see
There was something growing on the Orchid
All out of whack, you can blame it all on that
Little tumor that made his pitching horrid

On the show, watching the Mets win the division
Tony wonders just why the Nats are losers
And as the season ends, He gets that empty feeling again
He needs answers now from Barry Svrluga

Growth on his back, any kind of fool could see
There was something growing on the Orchid
All out of whack, you can blame it all on that
Little tumor that made his pitching horrid