I can’t escape the evil homie, the music is going to start playing, and I'll have to take my place, the demon lord, that the heroes, go on a journey to face, oh woe, my spirit, let me cry a river of tears, I've been stabbed, and I'm bleeding, I'll shake my fist, those darn kids, if it weren’t for them, I would have taken over the world, whatever homie, I'll be the bad guy, as long as Velma has a moment, I have to speak to her, in the Mystery Van, give me a few hours, shots fired, a dead poet, dreaming of you, Elizabeth Olsen.

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