(Verse) I drive my lorry I vibe with sorry I side with foggy I hide my doggy I fried some porridge It cried, “too soggy!” I bribed a sausage It snitched, “how dodgy!” (Ref) I am he who eats wurst I am he who kiss the dog I am the ugly old lady that scratches her wrinkly arse (Wild and chaotic accordion solo) (Verse) I tried to jog, see My thighs said “sorry” I high-fived broccoli It fell off poorly I eyed my coffee It looked back, stormy I lied, “don’t judge me” It spilled out on me (whisper) I will smack your arsehole violin