Well, maybe he could get a coupla sidemen to stand well behind and sing this one...

Nobody Knows Ya When You're Half Of Spaw

(Bluesy and torchy, like Bessie)

Once I had  had a heart of a normal man,
Only farted when I was alone in the can
I was kind to my friends, who were normal and square
I pointed out, up here, and pointed down, down there!
Then I began to fall all wrong
Took up singing them damn folk songs
Started surfing the Net, and got hooked on the Cat,
Turned into Catspaw, and that was that,
 

Cuz noooobody knows you
When let one out!
When your innards are rotting, and you got seams in your side
An' you let out them clouds of that sulphur  oxide
Noooobody knows you
When your parts are all "spare"
Your original equipment is all in your mind
An' they post radiation stickers on your poor behind!,
Noooobody knows you,
When you let one out!
I'm startin' to think it's a natural law,
Nobody knows you when you're half of Spaw!
 

Well, soon I was famous all the web around,
For bein' the fartinest' Cat around
I got put in a ward, an' let out again
For telling them about all my imaginry friends
If I ever get my hand on my extra pound,
I'm gonna squeeze that fella til the trumpet sounds!
You can swim in Jell-O, wear a bubble-wrap  bra,
But nobody knows you when you're half o' Spaw!
 

Yeah, nobody knows you
When you let them farts out!
Trading in body parts don't win no friends,
Nor blowing on them possums in their little rear ends
Nooobody knows you
When yer boobs hang south
When you can't remember who you really are
An' everyone tells you that your name is Spaw,

Oh, nooobody knows you
When you let them out,
And I'm startin' to think
It's a natural law
Nobody knows you when you're half of Spaw!

 

Regards,

A