(Yet another parody from Greenday.)


A brother's burning. Yoinks!
And Mork's not in the show.
Crime slaps you on the wrist.
Cops know that you don't know.
So take the test like the rest and wonder why.
It's an equation when you should be getting fried.
It's something so despicable.
The window is not right.
I hope the cows and cheese will come tonight.
We took the motor boats and Will came half past nine.
Hangin 'round the shop drinkin' whiskey and wine.
Tutu's and hernias and Manson on trial.
For what that's worth, it was worth all denial.
It's something so disfunctional.
My mind is strapped too tight.
I hope the chickens come back tonight.
It's something so unethical.
The churches cling in fright.
I hope Slim Shady comes back tonight.
It's something so unmannerly.
The bars will close at light.
I hope you get to sleep in bed tonight.