One lyric at a time:
There is a house in Turner's Green,
Where lives the ghost of Dr. Breen
Who remains convinced that the world is very mean
So he summoned up zombie ghoasts
And shouted out the boast
And along came a dastardly maiden fair
Who sat down with a silly bear
And shared with him a deep-fried chocolate eclair.
The Mare asked to the bear
"Say, that ain't no square?!"
Was the reply: "No, 'tis a fare!"
And then the Ghost of Breen undertook
A book so epic that the ground shook.
So I kicked her in her nook.
Feeling this blow, the maiden bequeathed
**** yall bitches imma cut you and make yo veins leak
And in came a raven with a diamond beak
Who, because of such a scene, could not speak
Fluttering its wings in a manner of despair
trying to clean manjam out of its hair.
Upon which it picked out a freshly grown pear
and shoved it up its butt for dare.
"My oh my!" said a monstrous beast
lets have a watermelon feast!
And so out was brought the yeast
MEET THE NEW BOSS
SAME AS THE OLD BOSS
I'M SOLD, THIS **** ISN'T GETTING OLD
"Nay, Good Sir!" it exclaimed with vehemence
Lets recompense, for you are a whore.
"I'm offended!" the tiger exclaimed
but he was a furry so I killed him with flames.
what-ev-er happened to the...
heroes?
Amongst the ravenous, flickering flames, they were transformed into zeroes.
and the bickering family members remained.
Until they were convicted and blamed
and proven to all be ashamed
Upon which a mighty laugh escaped!
But strangely all their mouths were taped
and across the hills came the sounds of rape.
then busted in was a retard in a cape
But suddenly a flaming ball flew threw the air!
commanderq could die and no one would care
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
Zadok the Priest and Nathan the Prophet
and the homosexual feast.
"Oh my!" exlaimed the least
"Black people did it", claimed the priest.