Don’t leave the Studio, Zamudio!

Don’t leave the Studio, Zamudio!

Sitting on it engendered deep
Twas though for a moment I was fast asleep
Thawd winced I Waxed and Whacked
Philosophical and pondered, what purpend my sak?
The riddle of the sphincter and all that implies
The sarcophagus Stinker my sphincter did try
Apply it I did in a leather embrace
And pondered any remnant of Alister trace
Sitting on it engendered deep
How many butt cheeks have here fallen asleep?

NeverNeverland

Never Never land; Severed hand; Tethered to the nowhere man
To never never land you go,
Sans sequined glove for the solo show
Neverland concert on the Neverland stage
In the new midst of nowhere as your silent fans rage
Never Never land; Severed hand; Tethered to the nowhere man
Michael you really must have known
As your song of morphine has clearly shown
An off hand truism about of living in fright
It doesn't matter if your black or white
Never Never land; Severed hand; Tethered to the nowhere man