In the desert with a bottle of JD
The red pipe glows with lines of c
Things are normal but they won't be soon
Hairy monsters in the next room

Frogsheads and midgets going oingoboingo

Take my hand and we'll explore,
the forbidden zone
When you're in your own tree,
But don't know if anybodys home

Thugs in lingerie greet you
Bitch queens with tattoos eat you
You haven't got a watch but it's nearly 4
And there's armed police knocking at your door

When you've jumped the fence into the bath
we'll understand if you have the last laugh
Just as things seem as they were before,
down with the field up with the air conditioner