The DC3 - I Am Sam lyrics

Hannibal Lecter's on MasterChef The Boogeyman is finished Metallica entered Sandman To a rehab clinic There's a new k**er on the block You're sure to meet your end I am Sam, ex-Wiggle And I got issues, friend My victims were found hanging Yellow skivvy round their necks Run down in broad daylight The car was big and red Hot potato, hot potato In boiling oil they fried I am Sam, ex-Wiggle Singing "Die, dicky-doo, die" In Stephen King's new novel The resemblance wasn't funny His character diced people into salad Yummy, yummy They're playing me in Batman Though the actor lacks belief They should've gotten someone better Wake up, Keith! You leave my pirate ship with an anchor Chained to your leg! I am Sam, ex-Wiggle Don't talk to me about Greg! I see it now, I shoulda joined the f**in Hooley Dooleys! They'll die penniless, forgotten... But I heard they have older groupies.