Rewind the tape,
Don't be late,
I'll walk for days through these blockbuster graves.

I'm Twister, I'm King,
I'm a figment of your dreams.

My collection was deep,
Now one tape remains,
Like a diet coke with lime,
I'm running out of time.

I was frozen today.
Bounty hunter from space,
From a DVD race, I came to pound your face.

Everyone pop it in your video cassette player and pull down your pants.

Jerk off your cock (cock), jerk off your horse (horse),
Jerk off your friend (what?) and fuck him through a wormhole.
Yahhh

Mount your horse, ride the lighting,
blazing saddles through the field of dreams.

Welcome, Welcome to Blockbuster Graveyard,
Showdown, Showdown at Blockbuster Graveyard.

Two men in a field,
A VHS, A DVD,
A coffin for one,
Who will win?
Let's see...

I caught you spatting off my stang!
I reckon you won't be whacking off any steeds no more.
You ain't getting this VHS tape Calamity James.
Nathan's was outta hot dogs today, what a god damn ruckus!
I reckon you haven't pulled out your cahck in a while.
Oh, you never seen a cahck like it!
I better not watch you cleaning my saddle.
What! I thought we was talking about the cahck!
I'm gonna take you out to the pasture and show you a thing or two.

Two pistols loaded.
Two men in the field,
One with a rifle,
One with a pistol,
Two bullets,
Two men in the field.

Boom, you're my everything,
It's all come down to this.
Two men see eye to eye, with no time to waste.
Tits.

Boom, Olmec Sings the Blues.
So put em' hands up, put em' hands up.
My dick, your hand, his face,
No tapes, no graves.

V,H,S, Watch em with your dick out.

This ain't no brokeback mountain