[Intro: Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Jamie Madrox]
Look, I'm doin' you's a favor. This is a privilege right here to hear this man sing. He's got the voice of a baby angel
Hey
Turn the shit up! He said he can't hear it. Turn the shit up!
No, no, I can hear it
Look, this is my god damn artist
Da da da da
Look, he's makin' his own beat int here right now. Turn him up!
I can hear it
Turn the shit up! Turn him up!

[Verse: Jamie Madrox]
Gargoyles holding baskets of black kittens
With sharp bloody fangs and warm Christmas mittens
It's freezing outside, it's so cold that it stings
These are a few of my favorite tings
Get my joy cupped
And my balls licked
Underneath mistletoe

[Outro: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Oh, didn't I tell you he was beautiful? You got it, man, you got the stuff, Frankie, man. Don't give 'em no more