Lyrics

From self-defeating to self-destructive. What more (less) can we expect from this bullpen in the games that remain?

Under My Thumb

Drew broke his thumb
Once the Mets put the Nats down
Goodbye Storen
Matt can’t put him back on the mound
It's clear that he
Much preferred the closer role
Ever since that change has come
His heart’s been broken
You know it’s the truth Rizzo!

What a mess they’ve become
The streaking Mets have just had their way
Beat like a bass drum
Gut-punched they staggered ‘round Miam-ay
It's clear to me, yes it is
That tough guy Matt’s schtick has got old
Left up to me, the change would come
I’d fire that bum
Ah, you know that I’m right, Tony