I'll come to town for you

Dress up like a clown for you

Pull my pants on down for you

Then I'll crawl away

I will blow hot fart on you

I will build an R-2 D-2

I won't even start for you

Unless you fucking pay

Because I am the performer X3

I will come to town for you

Dress up like a clown for you

Try not to fuck around on you

Do so anyway

I will find the ark for you

Go sleep in the park with you

I'll even suck a cock or two

But no sir, I'm not gay

(Chorus)

Before I was a whore, on tour

I was the child always running around

With his dick hanging out and diapers pulled down

Show biz was calling so I hit the stage

Worked out an act where I got raped in a cage

My life was bullshit and I didn't care

Went to go bowling and I missed on my spare

But what else could I fucking do

But play another song for you...

Thinking about a nose job, too...

cause I am the Performer