Now that is just fabulous, best misheard lyric ever. I'm now imagining Count Trentula from The Perfect Drug video fighting a dragon to win back his lady-love, or maybe like his niece or whoever she's supposed to be.
Best I can offer is the first part of the chorus of Survivalism: instead of
I got my propaganda I got revisionism I got my violence in high def ultra-realism
I always hear:
I've got lots of Pokemon
I've got room for shit-nizzle