I did some bad shit that I don’t regret
Too bad society deemed me a threat
I couldn’t escape the death penalty
There was no other way except to flee.
So I stole a rocket and took to space,
Trying my hardest to avoid my fate.
I went so fast everything was a blur,
What are the odds that I stopped next to her?
She took me in and gave me purpose,
And for that I’ll always be of service.
But lately I’ve started wanting her more
I don’t believe I’ve felt this way before
I think that I’m in love with her eyestalks
I think that I’m in love with her smallpox
I think that I’m in love with her blue tint
I think that I’m in love with her ear lint
She always makes sure that I’ve been fed well
She says she loves me, and gets caramel.
I love lingadingabagewena (ling-a-ding-a-bah-juh-wen-uh)
even with her mind control antenna