Let's bring up the family in our own way
We can make the rules ourselves
We need no Oxen, sheep or lam
unless we want them (ham)
We can make the rules ourselves
Girl: "Quickly wake up, Dr Rude
It seems I need another food to satisfy my hunger
My quest for knowledge must be quenched"
Rude: "What's going on? My neck is wrenched
You woke me so fast
You whore-monger, hustler or fool
I've pulled in my back a muscle or two"
Girl: "We're sorry, Dr Rude, but it's dinnertime
Let's eat some food
The kind you keep up on your shelves
We can make the rules ourselves"