I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans

i need more bounce to reduce this static electricity.  my socks are stuck to my slacks.  oops!  a faux pas.  my man panties have holes.  and my shoes have cat scratch fever.  my shirts are never quite long enough.

my hair looks like dung, brushing out beetles.  face skin is oily in patches.  my eyes are loony toons with red lines surrounded by black hollows.  it's the new style. 4 and 3 and 2 and 1.  and when i'm on the mic, the suckas run.