Kenny helps get us instilled
That doom prophecy will be fulfilled:
Whatever we do,
Before the show’s through,
Somehow, we’re gonna get killed.
The concept’s not too esoteric:
The future will look just like Eric;
He’s got the right stuff
For playing it rough
And being completely barbaric.
Gonna make sweet love all night long,
Pretty woman, take off that thong;
Play with my dong
And I’ll sing you a song,
Oh woman, you can't go wrong....
Chef! CHEF! CHEF!
Wha? Oh, hello, children.