"Good afternoon, another miserable day
But don't look down and try to walk away.
The neighborhood child enthusiast is crying crocodile tears
And the police is driving by with so many fears.
Little Timmy, going to school, he wants to be a fool
He goes up to child enthusiast Joe and starts to drool.
Joe wont give in to temptation, he's only a fixated child molester,
Like Michael Jackson,
Not a sadistic Albert Fish, or a British court Jester,
Or any other Saxon,
But the police comes out running with billy clubs,
And they beat poor Joe until hes scarred and scrubbed,
And he cries tears that are real
And now he knows how the poor boys feel
And he goes to jail and becomes a slave
For one of those rappers who never shave
And the line between rapper and raper is blurred
And poor Joe's shrieking voice is heard
As his brown town cavity is destroyed and mangled
And the stars in his vision are spangled.
He gets out of jail many days later--
Five new star fishes greater.
He goes right back to what he loves best
Finding little children that he can molest. "
