Six o' clock TV hour, don't get caught in a foriegn tower.
Slash and burn return, listen to yourself churn.
Lock him in uniform and book burnin, blood lettin,
Every motive escalate, automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a motive, step down step down.
Watch a heel crush crush.
Uh oh, this means no fear, cavalier, renegade and steer clear.
A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies.
Offer me solutions, offer me alternitives, and I decline!
Wow. That was all from memory.
~Eeko~