(To the tune of "Love Potion #9") - I had a sleep-over at Neverland/a creepy pedo took me by the hand/ said "wanna see a trick?"/then he tried to grab my dick/then his accountants shouted/"molestion #9!"/he sang and danced/he a giant zoo/amusement park rides/a million things to do/he tucked me into bed/then bent down and gave me head/then his accountants shouted/"molestation #9!"(they worked over-time/just to keep him from jail/they wrote large checks/for pedo sex/"how much is bail?")/and yet his fans/they all still gave him praise/"he's really married/has young kids to raise!"/if you believe that shit/you're a 12-year-old nit-wit/but his "people" still shouted/"molestaion # 9!"(his face looks like clay/skin stretched over a skull/he loves to suck boy's tiny dicks/and wears lipstick)/my folks are now rich/well, who could have guessed?/his "people" tell me I can't tell the press/'cause they already know/the he's got more dicks to blow/"molestation #10!"