"He's a lunatic rebel with a hyperactive disorder and a license for rock with a permit to roll." "His name is Dr. Rockso." "He's the rock-'n'-roll clown, and he does cocaine." "But who is the man behind the paint?" "He was the son of a physical therapist, a young boy with a penchant for trouble named Leonard Rocksteen." "One day while looking in the newspaper," "Rockso spotted something." "It seemed that Zazz Blammymatazz was looking for a singer." "BINK:" "He just had the attitude." "He was like a firecracker in clown paint." "And they skyrocketed to fame almost immediately." "The rock-'n'-roll clown was on top of the world." "But he insisted that he get paid in cocaine." "Things went from bad to worse, as Rockso's appetite for cocaine increased." "Dr. Rockso was kicked out of Zazz Blammymatazz, and after a short-lived solo career," "Dr. Rockso began making money as a party clown for hire." "Yeah, as the Dethklok songwriter," "I must say that it's hard to see a clown go bad like that." "That's a tough pill to swallow." "And Rockso continued to spiral even further when he became the subject of his own short-lived reality show." "Oh, I'm a bad clown!" "I'm a bad clown!" "I do cocaine!" "A cocaine-raged Rockso broke into a top-secret police storage facility and stole over" "1,000 pounds of cocaine." "He escaped apprehension and is now one of the top 10 most wanted " "Hmm." "Rockso the clown." "Boy, I really hate that guy." "Ja." "I said horsewhip him." "Yeah, you know, he is a mess." "Oh, he's just misunderstood." "Like I said in the thing, it's sad." "Yeah, uh, you know, you also said that you're the Dethklok songwriter." "Did I?" "I don't remember." "Yeah, you did, and you've never written anything ever." "What about "Planet Piss"?" "First of all, that's not Dethklok." "Dude, you never even completed one song." "Well, that's not to say" "I'm not capable of writing a song." "In this case, it is to say that you're not capable of wr " "But I could've written any Dethklok song!" "I could've written any of them!" "But you didn't write any - you didn't, though." "But I could have!" "But you didn't!" "But I could have!" "I could've invented, oh, yeah, the floor, you know, but I didn't." "But that doesn't mean you shouldn't get credit for inventing the floor!" "I - that should mean that I don't get credit for it!" "Wait a minute!" "But about the bass lines?" "I write all the bass lines." "You didn't write no bass lines!" "I figures them out for you and shows them to you!" "Oh, yeah." "You know what, I'd like to hear you try to write one song." "Would you like to hear me try to write one song, huh?" "It has to be a complete song." "You want me to write one complete song, huh?" "Yeah." "You got it!" "Yeah right, you're not gonna do it." "Oh, yes, I will, because I have this, smart-ass!" "Ha ha!" "Hello?" "Hello?" "Toki!" "This is Toki." "It's Dr. " "Dr. Rockso?" "Dr. Rockso the r-r-r " "Dr. Rockso, the rock-'n'-roll clown?" "I need your help!" "# Do anything for Dethklok # # Do anything for Dethklok #" "# Dethklok!" "Dethklok!" "Dethklok!" "Dethklok!" "#" "STAMPINGSTON:" "It appears as if Dr. Rockso the rock-'n'-roll clown has gone missing." "CROZIER:" "We used Dr. Rockso for a recon mission some time ago." "Though his character is weak, he proved to be helpful in bringing back top-secret Dethklok information." "Since then, we believe Dethklok to have shunned him." "Where could he be now?" "Toki Wartooth's personal history shows that he has a strong trust for clowns." "And even though Dethklok no longer trusts Dr. Rockso," "I believe they will reconnect." "Follow the clown." "Pickle?" " Hmm?" " Pickle!" "Toki, what are you doing in here?" "I need you to gives to me the rides." "Toki, you really need to get your driver's license, dude." "Just drive!" "Where are we going?" "I said, "just drive!"" "Oh, hey, man, I said 20 for an H.J., not no measly 10." "You b-beat it!" "Co-co-coo..." "Oh, wowee, Dr. Rockso." "What's goings on?" "You looks terribles!" "I've c-c-confessions to make." "I'm Dr. Rockso the rock-'n'-roll clown." "I do cocaine." "Well, okay, this is a waste of time." "I'm gonna get going." "But that ain't all." "I also huff p-p-paint!" "And I do c-c-crystal meth, h- heroin, pain pills, oxy-c-c-contin." "I do it all." "Okay, okay, okay!" "Dude, what do you want from us?" "Dr. Rockso's scared, and he needs your co-co-co help." "All right, so let's hear it." "Let's go, Simon and Garfunkel." "Ja, let's go, Loggins and Messina." "Yeah, let's go, George and Ira Gershwin." "Ja, let's go, Rodgers and Hammerstein." "Why in the hell am I two people?" "Come on, let go, Crosby, Stills  Nash." "And Youngs." "And Walter Becker and Donald Fagen." "All right, all right!" "Just shut up!" "I need to concentrate!" "Open straw." "That's a great book you've got there." "Just shut up!" "Gotta think." "Less thinkings, more of playings!" "Come on, grandpa guitar." " Let's do this." "Fine." "Fine, here goes." "# A million miles from nowhere #" "# Dragon lamps burns hot #" "# By the fire of a horse's ghost, a minnow would be lost #" "# Cha-cha-cha-changes #" "# Mmm, tits #" "# A fish #" "# A fish with tits #" "# Titty fish #" "Aw, shucks!" "I broke the guitar!" "Oh, nuts!" "Well what the was that sound?" "Oh, co-co-co my head!" "Dr. Rockso has withdrawls!" "Whats do we do?" "!" "I got it." "Ohh!" "You killed him." "Yeah, it's just an animal tranquilizer gun." "You know, left over from the CD release party." "Oh, yeah, that was a funs party." "Yeah." "It was a fun party." "Dr. Rockso's partying right now, baby." "Hey, what the is he doing here?" "I do cocaine." "Dr. Rockso is a criminal." "He should not be here." "I'm afraid I'm going to have to be firm on this one." "Therefore, he must go." "But he not so bads, guys." "Don't you get it's, it's the drugs?" "I will contact the police, and we'll turn him in." "Oh, wait." "Give him one more chance to prove that he can be a better persons withouts the drugs." "Thens we can turns him in." "As long as he goes to jail, Toki." "Fine." "Where is he now?" "He's taking a little nap." "Aaaah!" "Oohhhhhh!" "Oh, my gosh." "What's going on here?" "Stop torturing him." "Thank you." "Thank you." "You're an angel." "Yes, yes." "Yes, I am." "There, there." "Give him one more." "Ohhh!" "All right, all right." "Well, here are your clothes, Dr. Rockso." "The boys are going out for some ice cream and hookers." "Is that something you'd be interested in doing?" "I don't know." "I guess so." "Let's go get some hookers and ice c-c-c-cream!" "What's all this?" "Who dat?" "I'm Dr. Jon Twinkletits." "And you know these people." "They're here today because they feel like they're losing you." "And they just love you to pieces." "Uh, "love" might be a little strong." "Y'all giving Dr. Rockso an intervention?" "Just have a seat." "We just want you to hear us out." "Then you can do whatever you want." "Nathan, let's begin with you." "Read your letter that you have prepared." "Okay, um..." ""Dr. Rockso, I hate you, and I think you should die." "You are an idiot, and I hate your voice." "There's no room on this paper to properly describe how much I hate you." "Go die."" "There, is that good?" "This intervention will not work unless you show support." "Murderface, show some support." "It's probably better if I put this in song and utilize my new book "How to write a reggae smash hit."" "# Down the Caribbean way #" "# Yeah, mon # # Irie- #" "Aw, this." "Oh, man, that's bull." "Rockso don't need any of this." "Quick, help him out." "He's hitting rock bottom or something." "Toki, save him." ""Dr. Rockso, you's my friend."" "Oh stop!" "I'll d-d-do it!" "I can't believe everybody loves Dr. Rockso so much." "Y'all love Dr. Rockso?" "Oh, boy." "But you's gots to quits drugs." "You reallys gots to reallys, reallys do it." "Or we's be out of your life for goods." "# I tip my hat and say good night #" "# To the lovely lady dressed in white #" "# My smooth white princess in the night #" "# Oh, you know it makes me so sad #" "# Parting with my albino friend #" "# But all good things, they must end #" "# Goodbye snowy road #" "# It just makes me so sad #" "# You know I cannot take it no more #" "Now you gots to turn yourself in, Dr. Rockso." "I know, but thanks for helping an old has-been clown get clean." "And to show my thanks, I made you a balloon." "Oh, wowee!" "It looks just like me!" "Oh, Nathan, look!" "Yeah, it's great." "I could make you one!" "Uh, yeah, go to jail now." "Amazing news today, as metal band Dethklok is shown having apprehended rock-'n'-roll clown Dr. Rockso." "Dr. Rockso, are you guilty?" "All I know is this - my name is Dr. Rockso the rock-'n'-roll clown." "And I used to do cocaine." "Oh, yeah!" "I am c-c-clean!" "Uh-oh." "# Rock all night #" "# It's midnight night #" "# Roll that money #" "# No more clownin' around for you... #" "Chirp."