As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I take a look at my CD player and sing til I’m out of breath.

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare,

Metallica shreddin’ and whipping their hair.

It’s not fair, to deny me,

Of Mariah, DMX, and Smalls Biggie.

I’ve got the power to poison Mr. Jones,

Getting lost in 90s music, before cell phones.

With the lights out, it’s less dangerous,

Sing along now, entertain us.

Driving around in the cold November rain,

After a breakup, there’s scar tissue and pain.

Missing Uncle Charles, he was more than just a friend.

Season 9 was incredible, but now it’s the end.