(Pitcher)

It's a tie score
Three on, none down
And you're the best
Pinch-hitter around

Oh what a mess
It seems I'm in
But I'm not stressed
I know that I'll win

Seldom do you face
Such a fearsome ace
A man who's got a plan
To fan you today

Master of the outs
Doling out the strikes
When I see most batters
Then they're thinking, ¨yikes!¨
Get you with my speed
After with a curve
Guaranteed to get on your manager's nerves
Very soon I'll end the inning
My opponents will all be
Whiffing and then whiffing
At the balls that will be thrown by the...

Master of the outs
Working on my fame
Ready for relief work
At the end of games
Winding up my arm
Seems I'll throw it high
But it's down the middle
And you'll want to cry
Everybody loves a challenge
And I wish that you were one
Light you up like a candle
And I'll be the winner when I'm done

( Fielders)

Master of the outs
ERA of one
He's the one we call on when
We need things done
Hurler to be sure
Also can finesse
What he is gonna do next
No one can guess
Every batter's awful nightmare
And his fielders' greatest friend

(Pitcher)

I'm very hard to handle
And I'll be the winner in the end

I'm a pitcher
That's filled with juice -
My energy
I put to good use

I made a pun
Now I will punch
You out with strikes
It's more than a hunch
I'm a kind of crook
I steal victories
From any team that looks
To get hits off me

You should be quite scared
Scared you're facing me
I will make you look as
Graceful as a tree
Swinging at a ball
Way over your head
Looking and strike three and then
Your face turns red

Confidence would be misplaced if
It was in you and not I
Please don't even bother
Since there is no point for you to try

It looks like a strike
Ends up in the dirt
And you'll end up swinging, that will really hurt
Maybe it will slice
Or it could be slow
When a sinking fastball's what you thought I'd throw
When it comes to notching strikeouts
There are a lot of things I do
I am so diverse that
You are sure to curse that
Sure fact that it's me that's facing you

(Fielders)

Master of the outs
ERA of one
He's the one we call on when
We need things done
Hurler to be sure
Also can finesse
What he is gonna do next
No one can guess
Every batter's awful nightmare
Not a cinch to beat at all

(Pitcher)

I'm too much to handle
And I'll make you sorry you play ball

(Batter)

Falling asleep
I have not got all day
Now please stop singing
We are getting paid to play
¨Master of the outs¨?
Not a bit of truth
I will not believe it 'til
I see some proof
I am so afraid
No I'm not really
Guess you haven't pitched yet
'Cause you're scared of me
What do you have to wait for?
I don't want to stand around
Wish there was a pitcher
And not this belly-itcher on the mound

(Pitcher and fielders)

Master of the outs

(Batter)

Master of the bluff!

( Fielders)

He is just unstoppable

(Batter)

I have heard enough

(Pitcher and fielders)

Hurler to be sure. Also can finesse.

(Batter)

Everything you say makes me believe you less

(Pitcher)

I am gonna beat the batter
I am gonna get him out

Everybody ought to cheer

(Batter)

I'll hit your pitch outta here

(Pitcher's whole team)

Everybody ought to cheer for the master of the outs