Lisa from steps, she's the one with the dark hairncurled up in a ball at the bottom of the stairsnwith the blood congealing all down her sleeveni think she severed an arterynnJon Michael-Jarre is tied upside-downnif he pissed himself he'll probably drownngot his head in a hole and his legs in the airnand no-one caresnnI saw it all happen i was there all the timenbut it wasn't meni can watch it in slow-mo but i cannot ever movenbecause it's just a dreamnnFuck me, it's Celine Dionnstrung up in the forest with nothing onnquick! Climb the tree there's a noose around her throatnget it off, or she'll never sing another notennCliff Richard is nailed to a crossnwith Lou Reed's head stuck up his arsenand Estefan crying on the livingroom floornbut she isn't really injured at allnnHey look! A shadowy figurenrunning away from the scenenand in my sleep i made a villainnto wipe out the music scenenncan't stop dreaming of injured popstarsnget them out of my head somehownone by one the popstars get cut downnnCher is there with battery acid in her hairnand Bob Dylan has a fork stuck up his nosenall around wales the bands are on firenas the flames lick higher they run from their homesnit only took one match to burn down Kelly JonesnnAnd it's Michael Gambon! It's Michael Gambon!nI saw his facencleaning all the shit-pop from the human race