Welcome to the world of Charlie Sheen
Today I will be your guide
Sit back, relax, enjoy the ride
We have different ways
An alternate reality
Of goddesses and married trees
We don't need first aid
Tiger blood's in our veins
We cure ourselves with our brains
We are wa wa winning
Dying is for amateurs
Enjoy your stay, here's our brochure
Warlocks, clowns, trolls
A 10,000 year old brain
With boogers of a 7-year-old.
Poor little droopy eyed armless kids
Fire breathing fists
With poetic finger tips
Tin cans so magical
They turn into pure gold
He'll destroy you in the air
With his golden Sombrero
We'll defeat the earthworm
We can make it through
Bring me Dr. Clown Shoes
Those Vatican Assa**in Warlocks
We will knock off their socks
No burnout in our gear box
Because we're rock stars from Mars