This world denied him his nobelprize and all the little penisses he never got to lick.

So many things he had to sacrifice; sleeping on the floor so he got cold and old and eventually sick.

This jesus, budha, king of pop.

So many things that he could buy.

A billiondollar lollypop.

And all the noses he wanted to try.

Such a disaster it had to stop.

All we can do now is mourn and cry.

An unbleached, darkened day this is

for all the cosmetic repairshop's in L.A.

All the revenue's they'l have to miss.

Yes this is truly our darkest day.