Two Hollywood phonies try to give me their autograph
Ground!
Nobody wants your autograph, phonies!
Then the two phonies got up
Turned out they had a taser
And they tased me in the butt-hole
Fell to the ground
The phonies didn't let up
Tasin' on my
butthole over and over
I was screamin' and squirmin'
My butt-hole was on fire
The moral of the
story is
You can't
trust the system