To weak to exist

In the gossip press

But we like your cynical games

He’s too old a slender blond

Hey, Ed my main man

You have amazing blow out brain

Hey, Ed you’ll be dead!

If you jump into my bed!

That’s no good

Not that equipment

Ed is clever

He knows how and where

Sweaty hands and red face

Old stupid Ed

They got him by his naked ass

Hey, Ed you’ll be dead!

If you jump into my bed!

You fucker!

So shine, you son of the bitch

I want to see you on TV

Keep going you old freak

Even if it rain shit

Let nothing hold you back

Don’t wring your neck

Can you hear the bell?

See you in hell

Hey, Ed you’ll be dead!

If you jump into my bed!^[2]