(To the tune of Piano Man by Long Island native, Billy Joel)
It’s nine o’ clock on a Tuesday; Betsy Boss Podcast on my iPhone. There’s an old man sitting next to me; thank god that I’m wearing headphones.
He says son can I relay a memory; of a fearful man f***ed in the head? It’s sad and it’s creepy and won’t make you sleepy, so I wouldn’t listen before bed.
Sing us a song, you’re the killer, man; sing us a song tonight, cuz we’re all in the mood to know who you are, and you’ve got us so full of fright.
Now the LISK only targets sex worker girls; and he only picks shorter girls too;
So don’t get depression, are you in the oldest profession? If you’re not, the LISK doesn’t want you.