Do you really think you'll survive in here?
You don't seem to know which creek you're in.
Sweet corn is the only thing that makes it through my rear.
How d'you think I keep this lovely grin?
(Have some more caviar!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I'm really getting rather mad
You're like a niggly tingly shitty little tag-nut
When I knock you out with all my bab
I'm going to take your head and ram it up my butt!
