I was forced to make this song during community service after I was accused of scouting a bank for robbery. The judge, as harsh and hate-filled as any FOIL judge, proclaimed that I needed to fill four-and-a-half community work minutes with music most wonderful or my "head would be off faster than a loose pair of swim trunks at a public water slide."
She was a curious judge, and a great cook (vegetarian popcorn shrimp! I didn't think it possible!), so I made this song and placed it carefully in between the scene where Roland fixes his bike and the spot in Judge Grams' dresser drawer where she stores her ginger snaps.