Is this the real life, is this just Battersea?
Jello is just slime*
Netscape hates reality*
Open your eyes, Look up to the sky and heave
I'm just a pork boy, I need those crispies
Because I'm wheezy cough, wheezy Moe,*
A little guy, very low,*
Hit me with a window, doesn't really matter
To me

Mama, just killed a mayor
Put his guts up to his head
Pull my finger, now he's dead,

Mama, knives had best be gone,*
Bums now have guns and Romans are all away*
Mama ooo,
I did mean to make you cry.
If I'm not back in bed this time tomorrow
Carry mom, carry mom, as if walking really matters*

To eat, mighty and numb*
Dead livers down my spine*
But he's aching all the time,
Dubai, everybody, I've got so slow*
Gotta leave it all behind and take a cruise
Mama ooo- (Hit me with a window)
Make me a cream pie.
I sometimes wish I'd ever been warned at all*

I see a little cigarretto of a man
Vanamoosh, Vanamoosh, will you do the dumb lingo?
Little bolts of lightening -very very frightening me-
In the mayo, in the mayo
In the mayo, in the mayo
In the mayo, peekaboo-magnifico-
But I'm just a pork boy and nobody dumbs me*
He's just a pork boy from a pork family*
Spare him his life from his pork sausages
Peas will come, peas will go, will you let me go
Makes me laugh! No, we will not let you go (let him go)
Makes me laugh! We will not let you go (let him go)
Makes me laugh! We will not let you go (let me go)
Will's a lefty, Woah (lefty, woah)*
Will's a lefty, Woah (lefty, woah)
No,no,no,no,no,no,no
Mom's a meater, mom's a meater, mom's a meater (lefty, woah)*
Piere is cold, and has a devil motorcycle me, for me

So you think you can stop me from spilling my eyes
So you think you can kill me and let me die.
Oh baby, cans do this to me, baby*
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of me.

Dummy really matters*
Swimming in the sea*,
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters, Timmy

Hit me with a window...