I will take all you're money and leave you like the homeless bum you are. If they have flaming sculls around it of course. You cannot hide because I will find you and break you. My brain is starting to hurt.Īll the lawyers are defenseless All the doctors are disease And the preachers all are sinners And the police just take the grease All you judges you are guilty All the bosses I will fire All you bankers will have losses And politicians are all liarsīut when the throbbing stops, you cannot escape my wrath. Darn Backyardigans are a lot faster than they look on TV. I kinda bit my lip, and I think I'm frickin bleeding. why are ya'll always leaving? Don't you know you must be at my side at all times? I'm sorry about the whole punting thing. Where's Ted? Where's Cody? I feel so alone. I hear voices crying I see heroes dying I taste the blood that's drying I feel the tension rising Did you know that RKO isn't just a fancy swap of TKO? Oh no. I have a voice that is my savior Hates to love and loves to hate I have the voice that has the knowledge And the power to rule your fate He thinks since WWE went PG that he will always be the man.īut what happens when I start kicking people in the face? What happens when I start making out with the bosses daughter as I handcuff her husband to the ropes and beat him down?ĭo you still think you will be invincible? How long will you say the champ is here when it is I who holds the belt? Cena does think he's the man around here.

You got your rules and your religion All designed to keep you safe But when rules start getting broken You start questioning your faith Wait till he's throwing his bags into his car after the show. And as he's kneeling down and pulling shards from his brain, kick him in the skull.

Then at the 18th minute mark, push him into the mirror shattering it into millions of pieces. Sit back until he starts rehearsing his lines in front of the mirror. He'll fall down in pain and then you can kick him in the scull. That way when he goes to throw it into the crowd, he'll rip half his scalp off. Super glue the brim of his hat when he lays it down. he think he's better than you doesn't he? You need to handle his goofy, always saluting, corny. They tell me things that I will do They show me things I'll do to you They talk to me, they talk to me No incidents and no accidents.Īnd remember, like Snitsky, it's not you're fault. Ok Randy you're going to be a good boy today. I hear voices in my head The council me They understand The italics are the lyrics, which are followed by Luzzi's thoughts, as Randy's Thoughts. And like an epiphany it all became clear.

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