A few cataracts and sores
They self destruct on fear
On a standard New York night
Ghouls go to see their so called stars
To pay 5 bucks for a 4th rate imitators
Your personality's so great
Didn't you know it was a game
For them to hurry up and die
It's really getting to crowed here
Contributions accepted all the same
Remember, we're very good at games