Attack of the Clonefucker

I've seen the future, so bright I gotta wear shades
 And it's hotter than Hades
 And everyone will have AIDS
 And robot brigades
 At war with the humans
 Machine against man and the planet's in ruins
 But by then we will have mastered the craft
 Of creating clone soldiers to we don't have to
 Come out of hiding, fighting and we just might outlast
 This battle without time travel back to the past
 But as some of the cloners grow older
 Narcissistic things like me will take over
 And once I'm trained, unsupervised and alone
 I'm gonna fuck my clone
 My sci-fi fantasy will begin innocently
 Making these clones that look just like me
 Will get boring
 And so I'll get curious and horny
 And I'll sneak one of my clones back to my room
 In the janitor's basket hidden in with the brooms
 I'll clean him up and dress him, and I'll make him look sharp
 He's so goddamn cute, I think I'll name him Mark
 Oh my, look at my new toy
 He'll be my best friend, lover, and houseboy
 And we'll take it slow the first time
 Then I'll do whatever, whenever I want 'cause he's mine
 I'll ply him with liquor, but just little sips
 And oh, how I'd love to kiss his big, luscious lips
 Even though he's a guy, and even though I'm not gay
 I'm so vain I'll be fucking my own clone all day
 Both from top and bottom and on my knees I'll realize
 That from down here it really is a good size
 Get down to business
 Kiss and touch, then switch
 And I can call him bitch
 Clone Fucker, it'll be like humping a mirror
 Oh won't you touch me right here?
 Oh whisper into my ear
 Sick and addicted, like so many are to power or wealth
 The Clone Fucker will chuckle knucklehead, hey go fuck yourself
 And doesn't that sound fun?
 Then I'm done
 Take a break, then I'll make another one
 Then I'll have two clones, what'll I do?
 I'll have Mark watch as I break in Mark II
 When we hump it'll be an all me threesome
 Sucking and fucking 'till all three cum
 And in between sessions we'll rest
 Mark'll rub my feet, I'll shave Mark II's chest
 Now you might think I'm a freak who's real lucky
 Because my clones don't speak they only moan and say fuck me
 And I'll never have to date them or break up
 I'll dress them how I like and I'll have some wear makeup
 All clones are supposed to remain virgins
 But mine will be exposed to all kinds of perversion
 I'll make dirty videos of my clones
 And I'll have to watch it with them 'cause I'm never alone
 It'll be me
 Watching me
 Fucking me
 And also me
 On the TV screen
 You see that's twelve of me, do you?
 'Cause on the couch there's also me fucking me
 And me watching the tv and there's a mirror in the room too
 This many's not plenty so one day
 I'll make a third clone, bring him home, call him Trey
 He'll be handsome, the others are cute
 I'm gonna dress this dapper little bastard in my suit
 Now with three they'll be less like toys
 They'll start to learn and think and when they're bored they'll make noise
 And I'll have to keep them busy and plenty entertained
 It's a hard-core Darklord gangbang
 One's behind and one's in my face
 The third is jerking off patiently while he waits
 And we'll have to keep it up all night, in spite of the moaning
 So I can wear them out before work in the morning
 By now my little secret will have grown to compulsion
 Around my fellow cloners I'll have boners all bulging
 And my boss will start to think I'm a prick
 Because I'll always be home calling in sick
 Clone fucker, it'll be like humping a mirror
 Oh, won't you touch me right here?
 Oh, whisper into my ear
 Sick and addicted, like so many are to power or wealth
 The Clone Fucker will chuckle knucklehead, hey go fuck yourself
 Now in the future, cloners won't make much money
 And all of my time off won't even be funny
 Flat ass broke with no hope for loans
 Unable to feed me, let alone my clones
 And the first one won't be looking so hot
 He's skinny and pale and malnourished and whatnot
 The oldest of eight brothers living together
 In a tiny little future room, and worse for the weather
 And the room will stink of piss, shit, sweat, and cum
 And some of the clones don't bathe, they're covered in scum
 I'll wonder if none of this could ever be done
 Then I'll have to lose some before I make another one
 My fucked up clones won't have a chance at society
 Mixing in with the clone forces battling mightily
 Can you imagine them at war with the bots?
 On the battlefield sucking one another's cocks?
 So I will panic in the mess that I've got
 I won't want to return them, I won't want to get caught
 And since I won't want to be remembered as a villain
 I'll decide the best solution is to select a few and kill them
 I'll smother one of 'em while I'm fucking them
 So the others don't notice nothing ugly or somethin'
 Then later I'll drag him to the bathroom and lock it
 And cut him into pieces with the knife in my pocket
 And toss the parts of his body in boxes
 Later toss the boxes in the garbage compartments
 I'll need to get a couple more about my apartment
 Before I make some more, I know it sounds alarming
 By the time I get three disposed
 The room will smell of bodies all decomposed
 Because I'll be keeping little souvenirs in a box
 Like lips, and left eyes, and all of their cocks
 And in the chopping of bodies I'll get sloppy
 The small hidden cameras in the hall will have got me
 For me the authorities will send
 As all good things come to an end
 At the trial I'm nervous, the verdict
 Convicted and sentenced to community service
 Only got charged with theft, I guess I got lucky
 But I'll still say "Fuck me"
 Clone fucker, it'll be like humping a mirror
 Oh, won't you touch me right here?
 Oh, whisper into my ear
 Sick and addicted, like so many are to power or wealth
 The Clone Fucker will chuckle knucklehead, hey go fuck yourself