[Yes we are still rolling.
All right!]

Risen from the eldritch slime
'Cross the winds of space and time
Minion of the distant past
Has entered... the soul at last
Gonnorhea God (x3)
Resurrect Him.

Avenger. Without a face.
Come to end the human race.
Evil creature of the night.
Creature no one dares to fight.
Gonnorhea God (x3)
Resurrect Him.

Curses festering in the demon.
Dwelling in his web of semen.
Summoned from his resting place.
Come to bring pain and disgrace.
Helpless victim has been bled...
Gonnorhea God: left undead!
Gonnorhea God!

Things made in cities
Yes, of gold
Good things to eat and hold and look at.
If you look hard enough, you can find things shaped like fish
You can find them with no guilt.
Yes you can.
And shaped like tobacco.
In such a cities as this
Where things are made.
I have been. To such a city.
It's called "Melbourne".

[background: constant "bunnies" sample]

[Background: constant "And The Fish" sample]

My name is Large Marge, Hei Hei Hei!

[assorted drum, keyboard, guitar, bass, and chainsaw solos]

[Instrumental w/ Corey Allen, session guitarist.
Lyrics mostly moaning, unintelligible]

Captain Leather came by, to ask about the olives.
The maid gave him a handful of clay,
And an electric torch to guide his path between the clouds.
Welcome, rat-faced men,
From the void of sleep.
We welcome you with our trinkets of perverse joy.

["drum" and bell solo]

...and the ways of the fish.

[That was sooo weak, that was sooo weak
I kinda liked it.]

[background: constant "Winnetka" sample]

Goddamn, Winnetka's a scam!

Winnetka, Winnetka- we love you, through and through...

Burn, Winnetka, Burn!
Down to the ground!
Burn, Winnetka, Burn!
Burn the whole damn town!

Preppies in the hall, walkin tall!
High class jobs, pompous snobs!
Asshole cops, this must stop!

Burn, Winnetka, Burn!
Burn the whole village.
Burn, Winnetka, Burn!
Plunder and pillage!

Goddamn! Winnetka's a scam!