[T]'s Demon World
Lollipops, candy canes and friggin PEANUT BUTTER!
*A booga.. a booga.. da dada.. A booga A beega, a wee wee
wee. A gooba, a looba, a foo foo foo.. a seega, a meega, a
lee lee lee..*
Joy.. *da dada* to Lollipops, fruitcake and all those
things.. Joy to the peanut butter, and the retarded bird
who sings. Joy to the kid who got hit by a carrr.. Joy to
golfing under parr... *dadadada*
JOY to the boogers that were in the apple pie, JOY to the
field mice who only live to die, JOY to PEANUT BUTTER and
those fuzzy things in the SKY! *do.. dodododo... do..dodo..
A 1..a 2.. a 1 2 3
The old man.. *dadada* he wore a diaper *dadada* he liked
to walk *dododo* as he wore it *dododo* well one day,
*dadada* that old man *dododo* he took a -CENSOR-..
*dedede* and did a -CENSOR-..
Hellooo my name is Rrrrrrrricky Martinnnnnn and I lurve all
of you womennnn... *rolls tounge* I lurveee breassttttsss
*hillbilly fiddles* *Eee Eee eee eee eee EEE*
You love me.. and I love you.. and we love to dance as we
call eachother foo. I said YOU love me, and I love you, so
we love to touch the Pe-anu-t bu-tt-er and say I do!
*do dodododo...* *da dadadada...*
I stepped on the cat, I ste-pped on the cat. Do you like it
when, I st-ep on the cat?
I stepped on the tounge, I ste-pped on the tounge. Don't
you love my booty when I st-ep on the tounge?
A *oooh* a *aaah* (The cat and the tounge are togethheerr..
the cat and the toungge are togethheerr...)
*guitar solo, only played with 1 string*
I used to know a guy, and he looked sort of funny, he acted
like a cow, but looked like a bunny. He walked with a limp,
and hell I don't know why, everytime he *beep*ed he
*beeped* in the PIE!.. *do dodododo*
I used to know another guy, he called himself bob. He ate
bags of cheetos and some called him a slob. He had no hair,
and he couldn't get a bat.. So that's why he *beep*ed and
*beep*ed himself a CAT!...*do dodododo*
*music slows down*
*throws hands in the air with a lighter*
I oncee... was a ..bird.. and i loved to flyy... i flew
over the candycanes.. and I flew fucking high... then
somehow I fell down... i was shot in the head.. THAT
FUCKING BASTARD SHOT ME; I'M NOT MADE OF LEAD!
*smashes guitar as the soft music stops*
FUCK YOU ALL
*throws guitar into the audience*
GO HOME ALREADY
WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR.. GO!!
*lays on the stage on the broken guitar parts*