The killer is out there,
and he’s drinkin’ RC Cola,
ain’t nothin’ but trouble,
America loves that.
Better start proclaimin’ who’s your king,
be careful who you choose.
Don’t go for any lover of hookers, dudes “livin’ the dream”,
or water sodden wide awakes,
pure drama queens.
They’ll be laying low when the door bursts open,
when you are held accountable,
when the RC runs out and all the Coke and Pepsi in the 7/11 won’t calm the beast.