Sick Flicks!

I’m a rock n rolla, stocked with two smoking barrels

Trapped in a phone booth with Colin Farrell

Locked and loaded got my full metal jacket

Playing kiss kiss bang bang with Martha Hackett.

Two martinis and I dream of Jeanie

And Gandolfini in a pink bikini

I got a mad addiction to the bad pulp fiction

And Sweeney Todd’s razor friction.

Got my natural born killers, the heat is hardcore

I want true romance so I go looking for Tom Sizemore

I can’t stay awake from dusk til dawn

‘Cos I’m beginning to look a lot like Goldie Hawn.

So for 12 years a slave and with Django unchained

Battle Royale commences, 300 are maimed

I got 7 psychopaths and they’re all untamed

It’s truly a shame that Roger rabbit was framed!

Lost in space in a scene from Scarface

I met a blade runner but he left without trace

A taxi driver took me to a downtown Casino

Where I shared some Beetlejuice with Tarantino.

I told him I was a fan of Harvey Keitel

So he hit me with a piano and I heard Tom Odell

And Leon rocked in smoking hot like a stallion

But all he could give me was the lost medallion.

Now I’m on Schindler’s list and I’m a threat to Hitchcock

The Man hunter’s got me on a roll call with Brian Cox

I’m wearing blue velvet, and I’m wild at heart

There’s a thin red line between my life and art.

Then I climbed up the notorious 39 steps

Fell into a sleepy hollow with Johnny Depp

I Dialled M for Murder like American psycho

And now I feel like the godfather with vertigo.

I got a clockwork orange with a shot of adrenalin

Caused a close encounter with a shining gremlin

And I feel exhausted now, I’m like Betty Blue

Oh yeah and Gerard Butler, P.S I love you....