Anton Reemcob: My dear ladies and genteel men, allow me to introduce myself. I am Anton Reemcob, poet, laureate, playwrite, and the ethereal embodiment of evolution itself. Fan: Where's GWAR? We want GWAR! Anton Reemcob: There will be no GWAR show tonight! Such a soph*moric cast with their bloody tableaus, and phallic imagery, and shallow wit do not merit a proscenium, no, not much less an audience. Here tonight, I have a**embled such an art form as the world hath never seen. Performing the paramount feats of orchestral legerdemaine, they are the matchless peak of peerless perfection. I give to you... Prestige! Prestige A cult Prestige Mmmmmmh Lamborghini Mercedes-Benz Maserati Farvergnugen Countach Five ? Players Club Telly... Savalas Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate It's okay by you If it's okay by me I hope that in the morning I won't be HIV HIV, HIV, HIV Positive H-H-H-H-H-HIV Pos-pos-positive Actually brothers boop? Some while others droop When women come around They loathe the woman brown? Pasty face and sickly I shaky my tiny arse Please don't cum to quickly As you fist my swolen mars Prestige Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate To see you that way Up close, today For sure, to see Up close, that way, to see Like it I'm Nigel Palms from Leeds And I'm Rico BelGrande from Rio De Janeiro Aren't you glad GWAR's not playing tonight? Oh please, not those barbarians! Bring that beat back, pronto! I want to go to prison 'Cause there are lots of men And in the mop closet Commit a s**y sin Out in the courtyard Stroking with the weights Lots of s**y negroes I make a lot of dates Back in the cell block Face against the bars They're moving??? My stinky-winky star Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Masturbate Ahhhh ahhhh wahhhh!