One,
I count the suns
Two,
I blew a fuse
Three,
Call me if you will a tweenk
Four,
No, I'm a bore
Five, What is jive?
Six, I think I need a fix
Seven,
I guess I'll get the muslim heaven
Eight,
I just want a taste
Nine,
I bet I go blind
Ten,
I like to think I'm hep as in sen-sen
there I counted to ten,
with justification
now I'll lose my temper without
supplication.