Performance

No comedians One day he was admiring his reflection In his favorite mirror When he realised all too clearly What a freakin' old beasty man he was Who is? You is, you is now son I took to hiding, I took to hiding I took to hiding, hiding strange things I took to dribbling, we took to dribbling down my front I starting running, I starting running on the spot Picked ya picture, now i'm gonna eat ya Picked ya picture, now i'm gonna eat ya We're all food, you're cake We're all the food, you're weirdos' cream Quick quick, fast fast, quick quick, fast fast I took to dribbling, I took to dribbling down my front You took to hiding, you took to hiding strange things One day she was touching her reflection In her favorite mirror When she realised all to clearly What a freakin' old weirdo she was Who was? She was, she is... Fast fast, quick quick, quick quick, fast fast She took to hiding, she took to hiding strange things I took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my front