HOW THEY HATE HAIM
I wonder if Haim realizes he sucks when he's not on crack
Whistling at the rubber ducky like it was a real dog
All his insane dreams
Aspirations to ride electronic kid horses outside supermarkets
His socks look like a homeless person
Why didn't he just kiss girls instead of taking pills
He looks like my neighbor
The circus goes around in circles
I wish I could get fucked on pills and play the keyboard and make everyone in the room sit there and listen to me
The 80s were all about pretending that talentless fucks had some sort of gift
Watch seahorses swim by in Tahiti? WHAT THE FUCK
Porked out bottled up inside high as a mother
Cute girls walking in his shoes
Haim acts all wise then falls flat on his face
Neonsurfer
Molested by Michael Damien
Something tells me he spent the license to drive money a LONG time ago
The arrogance, the alligator, the shitty keyboard playing
That's just a Canadian accent
He's hardly Richard Burton or Orson Wells
He's hot well was
I wanna stick my ass in his face
And he has shitty tattoos

TO ALL HAIM HATERS
Dollface hurricane anger artist
Skull on herione
Pressured by the greatness
Blank stares performing surgery
I want to rest my cock on your scalp
Let the good times roll
A bare hand to discover
Crack stem in bushes
Spoiled pig nipple
Kisskiss boots
Help build a hurt man's self-esteem
You love Corey Haim, but you mask your feelings with satire
Corey's always in your bedroom when you dream

STARFACE
Did America abandon him, or did he abandon America?
He forgot his lines (but not the ones in his pocket)
All these hurricanes passing by
I WANT TO BE HIGH
Lay under tigerbeats
But I'm just a manual labor Charlie Brown
Fat Godamn motherfucker
Delivering pizzas for Papa John's Pizza in a 1989 Honda Civic
But the only kind of MAN who can relate to Corey Haim would be one like me
The rest are peasants
I AM SO MAD AT COREY RIGHT NOW I COULD JUST SCREAM

ME, MYSELF AND I
Bubble alligater for the pool
Shit on keyboards
Baby ass fool
Double lipped charisma
PerpEtual
I feel like EINSTEIN, man!
Frost the tips of my hair
Hair is hot. Every motherfucking minute of it.
Kick into the funky dance
My mouth just feels real good
Funky hip pop jam
Well, you do, I do, and..... Still
I must not know anything about cocaine
Prince is the future of things
Dolphins and Seahorses
I think we are all born with a certain inner rhythm
SURROUNDED BY GROWN MEN
Things are rolling
I'll dibble-dabble at the keyboards
Grow Personally
Fuck to Endless Hell
Down-to-earth cuties are weak muscle relaxers easily put into crackhead positions
New obsession peeps
Put you in the choir baby
Acting is not the only thing I can do
My depression stems from my inability to "recreate" former experiences
15,000 Swatches on one arm
There ARE jobs available
Japanese funk is going to make a huge comeback one day
On the good ship lollipop
Z Cavaricci pants and silk shirts for everyone
My Mom still blows up my rafts
Chills run up my back
Neon shorts
I'm into the musical part of things
Neon/Yellow/Green/Whatever
Lets get all funky and just...

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