Greetings Ladies and Gentlemen
Open the gates and let ’em in
Welcome to the wonders
Natures natural blunder
A geek, a freak
No filter to speak
No peak, don’t peek
No start, no streak
The ride won’t stop
At the tip top
Because I’m still on the rise
You can despise and reap lies
Everyone tries and applies
Ways devised to see dreams die
I’m black, I’m bleek
I’m frank, a freak
Fight violence with violins
Verbal orchestra, file in
The show is to start
The star, a scab, a scar
A wound festered by society
Pestered by piety
Depraved propriety
Deranged noteriety
The shows is to start
The curtains to part
Huddle in snug
Welcome to the stage, Lord Bugg
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