The story ends somewhat like this
But when it starts is what you missed [choking]
Telling my own lies anyway (oohuhuhuhuhuhuhu!)
and tired of courtesy you stay [choking]
Sledge-weapon by your side stop!
The king of blah hah
Wash that baby out
from your foul putrid house
Ahaha
Aha
Ah
Looking back to yesteryear
When all those garbage cans had lids
The idea was simple, kick the phantom out
But in the process we all felt the same
"We had to open them ourselves"
Aah!
I might miss!
Trust you're already intrigued
No doubt in search of what you need (Blrark!)
There's an answer somewhere here,
Maybe the end of the sun will tell (Blah!)
Aagh, ahahaha
With weapon why you so sad?
My kingdom bastard
Well sound everything out
from your foul putrid house
Looking back to yesteryear (rra)
When every new shoe iPod smelt the same (rra)
It made me wonder how they differed (ugh)
They served the same purpose, different fate [snorts]
Why doesn't anyone type them right? (ah!)
Ooh aah
Oooh pfpfpf
Raaah!
But once you find out where the rodeo lies
Of what you're soon to call your friends
I've got both the yin and yang, so which to use
Do I use the light, or the dark?
Death!