I’m Carradine.
My mission is bettering
The devil’s on my shoulders;
The angel's colder
In a ditch somewhere.
Oh well!
No time to wonder then
‘Cause these wondertwins
Are screaming "Evil activate!"
Form of wrist lacerate.
Form of asphyxiate,
While I masturbate.
These auto erotic tonics
Make me want to vomit,
But Im feelin iller than bubonic plagues.
I see a killer in the sage,
And the tits are "A" grade.
what am I saying?
Nothing.
I choked
Croaked
And spilled;
It’s over.
