First, there is nothing
but a high tinny whine
from the sleazy speaker
there behind the lights.
All alone, now he stands
with his flab in his hands.
Flashing lights now reveal...
Michael Moore!

Well I see a terror;
close my eyes, I can't bear it!
Prancing 'round
on the stage; what a fright!

How revealing!
Now he's peeling!
Naked Michael Moore,
what a sight for your sore eyes!
Flabby fashion
trying to cash in!
You're all kidding, right?
There's no way you like this, guys!

I cannot believe this;
close my eyes, must be dreaming!
He's a flasher;
it might stop my heart!

Hit the ceiling!
Too revealing!
From his underwear,
I can see the hairs stick out.
Bush he's bashing,
but his he's flashing!
My heart might give out
as he waves his thing about...

I am reeling...

[Instrumental bridge]

Hit the ceiling! (That guy's peeling now!)
Too revealing! (My heart's reeling now!)
Drive it from my mind;
Hairy sights might strike me blind!
How revealing! (I can't take it anymore!)
My heart's reeling (I can't stand to see Michael Moore)
Let me out of here (I can't bear the pubic hair)
Let me out (I can't stand his fat derriere! No!)
(Out, out, out, out! Let me out now!) Let me out of here!
(My heart's reeling!) I can feel it!
(Bush he's bashing!)
(His he's flashing!) Get me out of here...!

[Fades out]