Sideshow Bob will have his Revenge

"So how d'ya cut your fingers guy?"
said the fat chick with no alibi
"I ripped them trying to fix my broken heart"
"how sad" she said
"You must feel down"
Lopsided grin fractures my frown
"Don't patronize you stupid little tart!"

And I feel like
Sideshow Bob
My twisted genius
put paid to by
Lisa and Bart
You think my mind's gone
You're wrong
So wrong
My time will come
Will come
Will come

See, she ran off with my best friend
My Calvin Kleins and my wits end
My heart, my soul, my scrap of sanity
So here I lie
Thoughts in the sky
Plots of revenge pollute my mind
You'll never know such deep depravity

And I feel like
Sideshow Bob
My twisted genius
put paid to by
Lisa and Bart
You think my mind's gone
You're wrong
You're wrong
I'll release this song
and move on
and on..