Lesley, prancing through the streets of Merryville
Followed by a band of strapping lads on his way to meet The Duke
Regal
Lesley, flouncing down the highway Merryville
Circled by a flock of comely maids on his way to meet The duke
Magestic
Lesley, strutting towards the castle Merryville
Greeting every tulip one by one
On his way to meet The Duke
Cool Fella
Lesley, rapping on the gates of Merryville
Greeted by a host of happy monkeys
On his way to meet The Duke
Slick duds
Lesley, mincing up the stairs of Merryville
Opening the doors of-
Lesley, oh Lesley
Silly little pony from Merryville, O-oh
Lesley, dear Lesley
If you can't entertain us, then nobody will
Lesley, gamboling through malls and esplanades
Dying on the inside
Making friends and nibbling macaroons
Yummy!
Lesley, emotionally void and tickling elves
Chasing chubby babies in the rain and
Cutting his own arms and legs
Cupcakes!
Lesley, thinking violent thoughts despite himself
Sleep disturbed for years by haunting dreams of
Bathing in royal blood
Lesley, offering the dark lord sacrifice
He can't remember when he loved himself and
Filling that void with hate
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