My Way

Tekst : Crank Viagra
And now, your end is near,
and so you face, the final nuclear.
My friend, I’ll say it here,
I’ll state your death, of which I don’t fear.
You lived, a life that’s full,
You travelled each and every wrong way.
And more, much more than this,
Ji had is my way.
Regrets, you had a few,
but then again, too few to mention.
I did, what I had to do,
and saw it through, without excemption.
I planned, each hi-jack’ed plane,
each careful step, along the runway,
and more, much more than this,
Ji had is my way.
Yes, there were times,
you felt that too,
When I cut off, more than I knew.
But through the bones,
when there was doubt,
I ate it up, and spit it out.
I chopped it all, and I stood tall,
Ji had is my way.
I laughed and circumcised,
I got their clits; their share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so fucked amusing.
To think, I did all that,
and they all said
- just in a shy way,
“Oh no, oh no not me, but
Ji had is my way”.
For what is a man,
what has he got?
If not himself,
then he has snot,
To do the things,
he truly feels,
And all the swords,
on one who kneels.
The record blows,
I brought the shows
Ji had is my way!
Ji had is my way.

være med Weird Al - Yankovic?

En forbrydelse at mishandle sådan et storslået stykke musik, med sådan en dårlig humor og smag.
Det burde medføre håndsafhugning på stedet!
ibmichael

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