"As Doctor Griffin informed you earlier,
television won't be aloud until 8 PM tonight.
Dinner will be served in forty-five minutes,

tonight is goulash, corn, cookies and Kool-Aid.
"Ooh, Kool-Aid cookies! " We begin our story
inside the state mental institution, where our

hero was admitted. he's only got four months of
treatment left. We join him now while he franticly
tries to reach his girlfriend Rebecca.


I been callin', she ain't pickin' up the phone.
it's been two weeks now she ain't been home. I

hang on the end and just let it ring. It suddenly
picked up and I heard some things. Sound like
$#&@in', everything shook. They somehow $#&@ed the

phone off the hook. I can hear my (*##$, "Push it
in my $$#! Oh Rick! Take it out fast! "I'll be out
in four months, free to go. But that's too long to

let this grow. I'm out the window, I scaled the
roof. Dodgin' search lights and Doctors suits.
Through the yard quick over the fence. $#&@in'

razor wire ripped my pants. Into the river, up the
overpass. Rebecca, I'm a kill yo $$#!


Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! Go, Clown! Go, Clown!
Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! And all the other
patients said, Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! Go,

Clown! Go, Clown! Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! Go! Go! Go! Go!

We join our hero, still in his patient pajamas,

hiding outside of Rebecca's house in the bushes.
He plans to kill her, but he hasn't had any sex
himself in over three years.


I looked through the window, there's Rebecca.
Standin' there talkin' to that $#&@in' pecka. he's

about to leave, he slaps her $$#, out the front
door, he walks right past me. I coulda killed him,
but then I couldn't. He was just gettin' some

neden, who wouldn't? she's the (*##$ !@#% who sold
me dry; I walked right in, arms open wide.
"Rebecca? I'm out four months early! What up with

some of that beer and squirmy? "We $#&@ed on the
couch, she said "Ouch!" I dug my nuts in her neden
pouch. She smiled, and said she's glad I'm home,

and could I excuse her to use the phone? She was
quick to wanna warn Rick the dick but couldn't,
'cause her throat got slit!


Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! Go, Clown! Go, Clown!
Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! And all the other

patients said, Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! Go,
Clown! Go, Clown! Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! Go! Go! Go! Go!


Returning from the store, Rebecca's lover is
pulling up in the driveway. Our hero is inside
fixing himself a ham and bologna sandwich over her

dead body. Dodging the headlights, he moves quickly.

Oh $#&@! Ricks back with a pack of rubbers! I'm in

the kitchen all in the cupboards. I low crawl
quickly on my hands and knees, I locked the dead
bolt, but he had keys. I took a deep breath behind

the door, coulda killed him again but I spared him
once more. He was scratchin' a lotto ticket, the
whole time my blade was out, ready to stick it. I

was out the front before he found her dead; I ran
my $$# off and stole the moped. All the way back
to the overpass, in through the river, across the

grass. I cleared the yard but this time it was
hard, that $#&@in' barb wire almost left me
scarred. In through the window, back in bed, in

time for breakfast and morning meds.

Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! Go, Clown! Go, Clown!

Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! And all my locked up
homies said, Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! Go,
Clown! Go, Clown! Go Shaggz! Go Shaggy clown! Go! Go! Go! Go!

So there you have it, our hero is safe and sound,

back in his room. Sporting flip flops and a
hospital gown with his $$# hanging out. As luck
would have it, Rick the dick was arrested and
convicted for Rebecca's murder, and sent to death
row. Living proof that $#&@ing with a killer's

(*##$ can $#&@ everybody up in the long run. don't
do it man, keep your dumb dick in your pants.
you're better off, beating off. Especially $#&@in'
with my (*##$. $#&@ around, and they'll find
bullet holes in your forehead.