He makes the best f**ing films (x2)
If I ever meet him I'm gonna grab his f**in' neck
And just shake him
And say thank you thank you for makin'
Such excellent f**in' movies
Then I'd twist his nose all the way the f** around
And then rip off one of his ears and throw it
Like a like a like a f**in' Frisbee
I wanna chew his f**in' lips off
And grab his head and s** out one of his eyes
And chew on it and spit it out in his face
And thank you thank you for all of your f**in' films
Then I'd pick him up by the hair
Swing him over my head a few times
And throw him across the room
And kick all his f**in' teeth in
And then stomp on his face 40 or 50 times
'Cause he makes the best f**ing films
He makes the best f**ing films
I've ever seen in my life
I f**in' love him
I f**in' love him