There was a young rapper named Cher,
Like a zipper with ‘tude and big hair,
Looks like a cat feral,
Sings way worse than Cheryl,
‘bout as current as Yogi the Bear.
There was a young crooner named Weasel,
Something ‘bout her gives Scowell his diesel,
She falls to her knees,
Sobs ‘please save me, please’,
T’would be easier get rid of a measle.
There once was a man-God named Wagner,
The X-Factory’s victory banker,
We all bow in awe,
As Cole tightens her jaw,
And sneers, ‘I’ll deck you if win it, you w***er’.
Like a zipper with ‘tude and big hair,
Looks like a cat feral,
Sings way worse than Cheryl,
‘bout as current as Yogi the Bear.
There was a young crooner named Weasel,
Something ‘bout her gives Scowell his diesel,
She falls to her knees,
Sobs ‘please save me, please’,
T’would be easier get rid of a measle.
There once was a man-God named Wagner,
The X-Factory’s victory banker,
We all bow in awe,
As Cole tightens her jaw,
And sneers, ‘I’ll deck you if win it, you w***er’.





