[ (C) 2026 Joseph M Lenard media SEND US FEEDBACK (via CTP Show): https://www.buzzsprout.com/2210487/fan_mail/new - https://tinyurl.com/SubscribeToCTP - CTP Audios: https://tinyurl.com/CTPonBuzzsprout - CTP Videos: https://tinyurl.com/CTPonBITCHUTE - https://tinyurl.com/CTPgear - https://tinyurl.com/JLenardDetroitGear - AI images/videos/audio CTP uses: https://tinyurl.com/GalaxyMagicaAI - https://tinyurl.com/BookPromotionViaFiverr ] [Intro] Yeah Ay Maxine Sherzer Mediocre Max Welcome back to the D, baby Hated to see you go, now can't wait to see you out! Cannot wait to watch you pout. Tigers side gonna cheer and shout! [Verse 1] You stomp on the mound like a runway dancer All that glare in your stare, still no answer Call you “Mound Prancer,” twirling in a tantrum Fans in the back row laughing at your fandom Three rings in your ears, but I see rust Grip’s all sweat, that slider lost trust Every full count, hands start to tremble You peak at the scoreboard, see your own ERA assemble You bark, you curse, you flex, you pose But every big spot, that heartbeat shows We read your tells from the upper deck seats Same old windup, same old defeat [Chorus] Maxine Sherzer, Mediocre Max Big talk, small stats You stomp, you shout, then you collapse You just a mound prancer, spin and distract Maxine Sherzer, crowd scream “cap” Every hard swing, echo when it cracks You ain’t the monster they said you were You just a name on a worn-out shirt [Break] Mound prancer in Toronto blue, V's roar at Comerica's due May 15-17 showdown, your ERA gonna brew! Chirp like a Bird, y'all so absurd. [Verse 2] You pace that dirt like the cameras owe you favors Acting like a legend, living off the vapors Toronto bats grinning, they’ve read this chapter Waiting for that hanger to float in after You spit, you snarl, try to sell that terror But your heat lost teeth, that’s apparent in the errors You argue every call like the zone’s your throne But the ball left the yard, that was straight-up owned They chant your name just to time their jeers Wave goodbye early in the fifth this year Old highlights play like a distant dream Right now you just fuel another team’s meme [Chorus] Maxine Sherzer, Mediocre Max Big talk, small stats You stomp, you shout, then you collapse You just a mound prancer, spin and distract Maxine Sherzer, crowd scream “cap” Every hard swing, echo when it cracks You ain’t the monster they said you were You just a name on a worn-out shirt [Bridge] You can glare at the dugout You can curse at the sky But those rockets in the gap Tell a different kind of lie You can pound on your chest Like the ace came back But the scoreboard keeps receipts On every swing you lacked (yeah) [Chorus] Maxine Sherzer, Mediocre Max Big talk, small stats You stomp, you shout, then you collapse You just a mound prancer, spin and distract Maxine Sherzer, crowd scream “cap” Every hard swing, echo when it cracks You ain’t the monster they said you were You just a name on a worn-out shirt (hey)
