Lyrics

The Lerner family never wanted Bud Black
He made Mike Rizzo look like such a sad sack
Such a lowball offer made why do you presuppose?
It’s like telling Bud Black just to shove it up his nose

I see that many scribes they wanted Buddy Black
His losing record was not viewed as a draw-back
But the Lerners quickly chose to turn from their plan A
Courted Dusty Baker who they would not underpay

For this whole escapade they’ve caught a lot of flack
And now they must explain the growth on Strasburg’s back
Scott Boras says that’s why the Orchid can’t do jack
Seems like a real bad dream that began with Buddy Black

F.P Santangelo thinks Jannsen has great stuff
Bullpen implodes so much, I think we’ve seen enough
Just when we’ve seen it all, Bryce is grabbed ‘round the neck
Jonathan Papelbon’s still here and we wonder “What the heck”

There are cockeyed optimists who never do look back
I have this nagging fear they’re lost without Bud Black
If it seems I’m obsessed with him I’m guilty of the charge
Ask Richie Justice what he thinks of this he'll agree with me, by and large

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm

Why ain’t it, ain’t it, ain't it Black?
Black’s all right, Black's not dull
I wanted to see him run the Natinals

Why ain't it, ain't it, ain't it Black?
Black's all right...