I caught The Clap — then sumthin’ snapped
[*clap*, *clap*, *clap*, *clap*!
Deep in some brain-y nexus

Now ‘Mr. Hyde’ — won’t be denied
[*snap*, *snap*, *snap*, *snap*!]
He’s raising Cain in Texas

These bad brain waves — scream “Shallow Graves!”
[*zap*, *zap*, *zap*, *zap*!]
That’s where you’ll find my ex’s

There’s more in wells — and farmer’s dells
[*nap*, *nap*, *nap*, *nap*!]
And in some burned out Lexus

[~The Break~ (no, *really*, an Actual Break... neck and/or skull)]

A better grip — had Jack the Rip’
[*cap*, *cap*, *cap*, *cap*!]
Least he wern't bouncing checks’s

Nor dressed up he — Like Harry P.
[*fap*, *fap*, *fap*, *fap*!]
Out screamin’ Hogwarts hexes

The law men cry — “Yer gonna die!”
[*crap*, *crap*, *crap*, *crap*!]
They cornered me in Texas

I got shot down — post-mortem found:
[*tap*, *tap*, *tap*, *tap*!]
My genes have fourteen ‘Xs’...
Ten more than Lu-thor, Lex’s!