What a marvellous dress
You look like a murderess
A ba-ba-barbarian
Dyslexic librarian
She looks me in disgust
There's no room for discourse
I'll shake like a Quaker
So see you later

We roar...

She fake like a painter
Who doubts her career
Me pagan consumer
Be consumed by fear
Dysfunctional sasquatch
In a bowling alley
It's no such tragedy
It's funny every

We roar...

And the sasquatch says

Happiness is a worn pun...

We roar...