His arms are sweaty, knees weak, head feelin' heavy. Sugar level's droppin' steadily. Mom's spaghetti, in the microwave gettin' hot 'n ready. He's nervous, but on the surface he looks pale and sweaty. but he keeps on forgettin' what the doctor told him now, the whole pantry 'bout to be explored now! He opens the door but his eyes won't focus now. He's fading, how? Nobodies jokin now, The clock's runnin' out .. time's up, over, he slumps over 'n crashes out - KAPLOW! parodysong