Sideshow Bob: I've grown accustomed to his face,
And dreams of gouging out his eyes.
I've grown accustomed to my hate,
My plans to lass array,
To disembowel, to hear him howl,
The very reason that I live,
Is plotting how to watch him die!

(spoken)
Homer: Bart, turn down that original cast recording and go to sleep!

Sideshow Bob: I know this chubby scalawag,
Has made my life a living hell.
And surly if I drank his blood,
I'd be at peace... but when?
Bart: You've grown accustomed to my face.

(spoken)
Sideshow Bob: This isn't a duet!
Bart: Sorry!

Sideshow Bob: I've grown accustomed to your fear,
To revenge, accustomed to... your face!

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