Assemble the gang speaking retro slang
Name itself rang future fame and acclaim,
Heard a siren sang, and came to do their thang.
Surpassed and contained,
Unmasked with disdain.
Complaining the gangs to blame,
restraining, not having shame.
Solve a case with a great appetite,
And dang, an even greater Great Dane

Ancient tombs; the disturbed, unearthed, unbound.
Patience. Soon, absurd will be served by a hound

Unlacing the case til it’s off base; the crisis unspools
They’ll finally find the place where the ghouls stashed the priceless jewels

Unresting meddling kids testing theories like litmus,
Caught a ghost reveling amid queries for the witness
Get this;

A jealous menace,
Who thought he could fight the team
With a few fake screams
Some fog and a light screen
Once again, dream team hops in the mystery machine
Off to get soda pops and raspberry ice cream

What tell the world when no-one’s listening?
Only one’s that pay attention are my mom and friends

Artist puts their soul in their work that people can connect with
And I have nothing to give, I’m ****.
Wah, what a little *****.
Guess the only thing I have to give is self-hatred

Even then, people I admire are clever, I’m dumb
I’d rather be deserted on an island, where’s the ***?

Rarely can I even understand
Verily, a polluted stream is man
Same with man as with the tree
The more the branches struggle to be free
The more the roots dig down deep