Moe me up, can't woke down

Moe me up, can't woke down the throne;

wake me up, can't shake down the Shaun.

Save me, bid my flood of stares to stun;

before that oaths undone and leaves the Core.

How can I unsee before my eyes -- the bleech it Burns;

Smithers, hand me some Simpsons Steel renames 

to find a soul to give a fuck. I put myself down to sleep;

until someone calls for September high-ends...

Now that I know, my feelings there thugging up Gangsta;

waxing his balls, to rip it off, like Grumpy in #Blood2

could you just leave Capitol Hill, and take your Kamala with you?

Who let that dog out anyhow to breathe the Lie La Bie thieves den into me

As you mow us down, to knock on the outstanding nail-sharpy;

learn some drivers guidance, to check the controls panel. 

Not with your flat tires, don't treadmill on me, or Germans are cumming

and you shall fall short on support...

Evanescence: Wake me up https://youtu.be/3YxaaGgTQYM 

Green Day: Wake me up when September ends https://youtu.be/NU9JoFKlaZ0