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This is a song about Billy Eppler. A parody. Thank you for understanding. Here’s the original song.
Lyrics:
Pinstripes, now red, on the West Coast
Dreamin’, next week you could be toast
Divin’, in the dumpster for gold
Think you’ve found gems from coal.
Tommy, a spark of lightning bang
Brian Goodwin rakes hard and man
Buttrey, fire out of the pen
Why won’t? You love me all.
Cuz Bour whiffs mad guy
Cahill is dead weight guy
Lucroy can’t block s*** guy
Harvey meatballs rough guy (and Allen)
I’m that bad type
Make your “manger” sad type
Make your owner mad tight
Might o’erdraft some guys type
I’m the bad guy
Duh
I’m the bad guy
I signed Trout to a lifetime deal,
Drafted, developed Jo Adell
Bagged Oh-tani and Ippei too
Farm system’s doing well.
My “man-ger” passed a written test
Big brained, in the making oh yes
If he knew I didn’t have a
Plan- he would quit right now
Cuz Bour whiffs mad guy
Cahill is dead weight guy
Lucroy can’t block s*** guy
Harvey meatballs rough guy (and Allen)
I’m that bad type
Make your “manger” sad type
Make your owner mad tight
Might o’erdraft some guys type
I’m the bad guy
Duh
I’m the bad guy, duh
I’m only good at bein’ bad, bad
I like when you get mad
I guess I’m pretty glad we got per caps
You said they ain’t turning out?
I mean, I don’t see what she sees
But maybe it’s cuz we have 714 tickets
I’m a bad guy
I’m a bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy
I’m a bad