Anton Reemcob: My dear ladies and genteel men, allow me to introduce myself. I am Anton Reemcob, poet, laureate, playwrite, and the ethereal embodiment of evolution itself.
Fan: Where's GWAR? We want GWAR!
Anton Reemcob: There will be no GWAR show tonight! Such a soph*moric cast
with their bloody tableaus, and phallic imagery, and shallow wit do not merit a proscenium, no, not much less an audience. Here tonight, I have a**embled such an art form as the world hath never seen. Performing the paramount feats of orchestral legerdemaine, they are the matchless peak of peerless perfection. I give to you... Prestige!
Prestige
A cult
Prestige
Mmmmmmh
Lamborghini
Mercedes-Benz
Maserati
Farvergnugen
Countach Five
?
Players Club
Telly... Savalas
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
It's okay by you
If it's okay by me
I hope that in the morning
I won't be HIV
HIV, HIV, HIV
Positive
H-H-H-H-H-HIV
Pos-pos-positive
Actually brothers boop?
Some while others droop
When women come around
They loathe the woman brown?
Pasty face and sickly
I shaky my tiny arse
Please don't cum to quickly
As you fist my swolen mars
Prestige
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
To see you that way
Up close, today
For sure, to see
Up close, that way, to see
Like it
I'm Nigel Palms from Leeds
And I'm Rico BelGrande from Rio De Janeiro
Aren't you glad GWAR's not playing tonight?
Oh please, not those barbarians!
Bring that beat back, pronto!
I want to go to prison
'Cause there are lots of men
And in the mop closet
Commit a s**y sin
Out in the courtyard
Stroking with the weights
Lots of s**y negroes
I make a lot of dates
Back in the cell block
Face against the bars
They're moving???
My stinky-winky star
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Masturbate
Ahhhh ahhhh wahhhh!