One last match

[Oblivion]

~°ONE LAST MATCH°~

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins so I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D

Got a couple of couches sleep on the love seat
Someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you read
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

(Yo cut it)
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
Banned all the music with a phony gas chamber
Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
One's got on the pole shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job

The daytime crap with the folksinger slop
He hung himself with a guitar string
Slap the turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
You can't write if you can't relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
Who's chokin' on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(Get crazy with the Cheeze Whiz)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(Drive-by body pierce)

(Yo bring it on down)
Soy
(I'm a driver I'm a winner things are gonna change I can feel it)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(I can't believe you)

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
Sprechen Sie Deutche, baby

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
(Know what I'm sayin'?)

~°_.*The Monster Oblivion, battered and bruised, sitting in Central Park near The Lake, nonemotional. Clothes torn and bloody. Sitting there with IT's legs crossed. People walking past, looking down at The Monster, not wanting to get close. Oblivion frothing and twitching. Eyes white and glazed over.
Oblivion wearing torn T-shirt and blue jeans. The Monster rocking back and forth as IT's Vixens, including Melissa and Wendy playing school yard long jump-rope. Reciting their own nursery rhymes...*._°~

Melissa: PSYCHO... PSYCHO... LITTLE SHIT!! SUCKING MILK FROM KATHERINE PHOENIX'S TIT!! NEVER GATHERED STRENGTH ALWAYS GOT SICK!! ONCE DISCOVERED NEVER SUCK ON TIT POMP ALWAYS SUCKED ON DICK!!

Oblivion: Psychopomp... Oblivion is a cancer!! IT's a worthless liar!! Don't you know... The Dark One is the worse of the worse and The Monster will bring you down with IT!! Haven't you heard?! The beaconing calling from all the walking dead?! Your dearest Obi is the scum that the amebic cells absorb before they split in two. Apparently not even Katherine Phoenix wouldn't fuck The Monster WITHOUT force!! JESUS CHRIST!!

Jesus Christ: Yes?!

~°_.*Oblivion pulls out a .357 Magnum, Smith and Wesson...*._°~

BLAMMMMM!!!

~°_.*Christ apparition gone.*._°~

Oblivion: IT's in New York City with a big ass pistol!! IT's bitching about people talking shit about IT!! Fuck this!! The Monster got a God damn .357 Magnum Smith and Wesson!! Central Park!! Fuck Psychopomp!!

~°_.*The Monster had been drinking, smoking weed, snorted cocaine and ecstasy, at the park. Oblivion by now is having a hard time sitting still, with a loaded pistol in hand and The Monster is agitated...*._°~

Oblivion: WHAT YOU CALL ME?! GIANT BABY IS GOING TO EAT ALL MY STASH!! PANTHEON ARE RUSSIAN SPIES!! THEY HAVE RECORDING DEVICE UP THEIR ASSES!! You don't wanna know where Bonnie Blue's device is.... Whoa!!
GOOD GOD!! The pigeons are piggybacking the ducks, while sticking a wing up their poopers!! *QUACK-QUACK!!* *QUACK-QUACK!!*

~°_.*A coked up Oblivion begins to squat down and quack like a duck, proceeding to move around like a duck, chasing people around, even biting people on the ass. People are scattering. Some true New Yorkers are fighting back, until Oblivion stands back up and those who want fight, walk away...*._°~

Oblivion: Just what IT thought!!! Bunch of cowards... New Yorkers!!! Just like punk ass Psychopomp!! We got our self a good old fashioned backyard fight!! Hey little boy... Look at you then look at The MONSTER!!!!! IT's fist are big as your head!! Feet big as your legs!! If Oblivion does a belly to belly on you on the ground, you're going to be coughing up blood!! FACT!! DEBATE THAT!! IT has you on every fact on this one!! Look it up!! It's rather quite fascinating. Point... Counterpoint... there is none!!

The Monster has you on speed!! Experience!! Power!! Look where we're fighting... The Monster will use the space in IT's favor!! Oblivion... HAS NOTHING ELSE TO LOSE!!! IT HAS SOMETHING... IT HAS SOMETHING TO PROVE, BEFORE....

~°_.*Oblivion stands up and The Monster just "walks away"...*._°~