Fifth Day of Christmas

[Verse]

Even as a baby I never used car seats

Taty and Angel in all the wet concrete

My voice carries like a donkey

The resurgence at your service like barkeep

Respect given my specs are spectacular

Destroy and rebuild with the ill vernacular

It’s about to be a doomsday massacre

I’m about to be the new Count Dracula

But only to start fresh

Stop mistaking the manipulation of dark flesh

As something fit to make you say "Ah, yes"

Reality is perfectly obvious

The blind leading the blind's a terrible time

The dumb leading the dumb is terribly glum

The deaf leadin' the deaf's a terrible mess

Surely you jest