Lyrics:

Your number is going to double the pope's age.
Your method of losing weight is going to have to change.
Chivalry never felt so wrong.
Your acting needs work.
I suggest wheel of fortune, but check your spelling.
Tonight the world will hear your last scream.
Pissing blood for a week.
Feel it in your kidneys.
Blow a load like a shotgun right through the back of your skull.
Take that to the bank and cash it.
Enjoy your new skin.
I'll see you at the bottom of the barrel.