"Now Roger is his name,
Laughter is his game,
C'mon you dope,
Untie his rope,
And watch him go insane,
This singin' ain't my line,
It's tough to make a rhyme,
If I get stuck...I'm out of luck..."
"and I'm running out of time"
"Thanks!"
"I'm through with taking falls,
I'm bouncing off the walls,
Without that gun,
I'd have some fun,
I'll kick you in the..."
"Nose!"
"Nose? That don't rhyme with walls."
"No, but this does."