Pablo would like you all to know that he is well and has smuggled his latest opus to the Montecito Songwriting Collective as a Proof of Life concept. His missive is best sung to Rod Stewart's
Maggie May.
Wake up Smeggy
I think Spotify has something to say to you
It's almost September and
You really should have dropped that show
I know you think you’re being cool
But don’t think the Queen’s an old fool
Oh, Smeggy, you couldn't have tried anymore
You led Six away from home
Because you couldn’t make it on your own
You were a bit part actress and nothing else ever more
The camera lens, when it's in your face
Really shows your age
That didn't worry brainless Six none
When you roasted his chicken, you were everything
The royals didn’t laugh because you have no jokes
Your greed they didn't need to coax
Oh, Smeggy, you couldn't have lied harder
You led Six away from home
Because you can’t stand to be alone
You are a failure and that's a truth you cannot accept
All you needed was a friend
To lend a guiding hand
Was Marcus ever your lover
The truth will out
All you did was wreck Hazno’s life
And cause all sorts of trouble and strife
Oh, Smeggy, you couldn't have tried anymore
You led Six away from home
'Cause you couldn’t make it on your own
You bullied staff and held me hostage to clean your pool
It’s possible Six could collect his balls
And ask his daddy to make some calls
Or continue to play the fool
And stay in Las Vegas playing naked pool
Or find another gullible fool
Who needs to go back to school
Oh, Smeggy, I wish I'd never seen your face
You made a first-class fool out of Six
But he’s bought your bag of tricks
I hope you’ll disappear without a trace
Smeggy, I wish I’d never seen your face
Six'll get on back home one of these days, ooh, ooh, ooh.