Wesley Willis. Dead. I encourage fans such as myself to raise a toast: Goodnight you big fat smelly crazy bastard! I will leave you with the lyrics to one of Willis' most popular tunes, "Cut the Mullet", you will not doubt his genius ever again.

"CUT THE MULLET"
Do something about your long, filthy hair
It looks like a rat's nest
Do something about your mullet
Get out the hair clippers, jerk

Cut the mullet, Cut the mullet, Cut the mullet, Cut the mullet

Get the rat's nest off your head
Get that crazy-ass mother off your skull
Take your ass to the barber shop
Tell the barber that you're sick of looking like an asshole

Cut the mullet, Cut the mullet, Cut the mullet, Cut the mullet

The mullet is the reason why people hate you
They are sick of looking at your nappy weed-sack
Nobody wants to look at you with that mullet on your head
Why don't you cut that mullet, you numbskull

Rock over London, rock on Chicago
Insure One, it's the insurance superstore

Posted by Antigeist at August 22, 2003 03:48 PM