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If I Can Cook, Then You Know God,
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| I can't bring you precious stars or paradise, but I can Ling Ling Bathry. I use to be a Merrill Lynch Trader. | |
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| Are you a dreamer Lord Jesus like that song? | |
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Fear. I'll change my mind.
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| I'm a creamer. I cream on people's sad little faces. Don't they know Time Travel? Dreams are for Kids. | |
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| I don't get it Lord Jesus, I mean don't you want World Peace and Brotherhood? | |
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| Sure why not, but first you gotta help me escape from the Roman Centurions. I know exactly what to do. During my entombment I'll call up Scotty, then my Mind will be Warped. | |
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| I will help you Lord Jesus, but first, the Olson Twins must be stripped search for any narcotics and terrorist activities! To the Bat Cave! | |
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