(Accordion intro, lively and bouncy, with tuba oom-pahs and a driving drumbeat) (Verse 1) Oh, Appalachia, tall and grand, But something's wrong, throughout the land! The trees are green, the sky is blue, But green-skinned giants watch for you! They stomp and holler, "Fresh meat, friend!" Your little Vault life, it will end! (Chorus) Oh, the Supermutant Polka! A stompin', bashin', poka! They got their clubs, they got their grins, They'll take your caps, they'll skin your skins! So dance around and run away, Before they make you their warm prey! The Supermutant Polka! Ho-ho! (Verse 2) From Grafton Steel to Huntersville, They wander 'round, they can't sit still! With hound dogs snarling by their side, Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide! They swing old bars, toss grenades far, You won't escape in your old car! (Chorus) Oh, the Supermutant Polka! A stompin' and a bashin' poka! They got their clubs, they got their grins, They'll take your caps, they'll skin your skins! So dance around and run away, Before they make you their warm prey! The Supermutant Polka! Ho-ho! (Bridge) Some say they're brutes, with brains so small, But listen close, you'll hear them call! "We hungry, friend! We smash and chew!" They're not so different, me and you! Just bigger, greener, much more tough, And never, ever, had enough! (Accordion solo with lively clarinet interjections) (Verse 3) You build your camp, you think you're safe, Then big green foot, gives it a chafe! Your purifiers, they'll smash 'em flat, And then they'll wonder, "What was that?" Your power armor, shining bright, Just makes a target in the fight! (Chorus) Oh, the Supermutant Polka! A stompin' and a bashin' poka! They got their clubs, they got their grins, They'll take your caps, they'll skin your skins! So dance around and run away, Before they make you their warm prey! The Supermutant Polka! Ho-ho! (Outro) So keep your distance, watch your back, Before they put you in their sack! The Supermutant Polka, play it loud! And disappear into the crowd! (Faster, more frantic accordion and drums, ending with a final, abrupt "Oompah!")
