[Crowd cheering in anticipation] [hurdy gurdy drone intro, beautiful haunting majesty] [laugh] "Hello, Albuquerque!" [Intro, gentle warm male vocalist] “There’s a place beyond where the map unfolds…” “Where litch warlocks burn and the Wild Turkey flows…” “She walks in torn denim with laughter... on digitigrade toes…” [Verse 1, gentle warm male vocalist] She’s got purple hair like a cursed sunrise, Fur like smoke and fire in her eyes. Accur-sed claymore on her back in a sling— Forged from a thousand souls, and they sing. She don’t walk right, she don’t wear shoes, She don’t kiss soft, she don’t ever lose. [Chorus, gentle warm male vocalist] Welcome to the Scuzzpunk World! Where the neon drips and the hymns get hurled... Welcome to the Scuzzpunk World! Where the freaks all dance and the flag’s unfurled... Welcome to the Scuzzpunk World! Where the barstools bleed and the stories curl... Scuzzy! (Scuzzy!) Scuzzeeeeeeeee! She don’t promise, she just twirls... [Verse 2] I've got stripes and a hurdy gurdy, But she's back stage, and boy, she's real purdy! Hyena girl – and this zebra boy – We laugh like thunder with hugs full of joy. Bug-eyed Dookie, with bourbon breath, Foretells the crash while he laughs at death Toby Bones on skel'ton feet, Clackin' dancer to his own strange beat. Black socket cracked and mee-as-ma spoon. He don't hide from its scream of doom. [Chorus] Welcome to the Scuzzpunk World! Where the stars fall down and the tides don’t turn... Welcome to the Scuzzpunk World! Where the bar tabs scream and the neon burns... Welcome to the Scuzzpunk World! Where the hearts beat fast and the wrong things learn... Scuzzy! (Scuzzy!) Scuzzeeeeeeeee! The hyena soul who we all yearrrrrrrrrn... for [Hurdy gurdy pizzicato solo, intense wild virtuoso] [Bridge] Fire in her laugh, blood in her kiss... Born in a barfight, raised in abyss... If you see her grinnnnnn, Don’t you try to run— She’ll drag you down deeeeep, Until the night is done... "Take it from me! Heh heh!" [Final Chorus] Welcome to the Scuzzpunk World! Where the grime is thick and the stink tastes ripe...! Welcome to the Scuzzpunk World! Where the stars are wrong, but the mud feels right...! Welcome to the Scuzzpunk World! With every denim rip and spot-ted thigh...! Scuzzy! (Scuzzy!) Scuzzeeeeeee! Your new godDESS for the niiiiiiii-ight...! [Climactic hurdy gurdy solo] [Crowd roaring applause!] [gentle polite male vocal] "We've got a really fun show for you tonight, Albuquerque!" [Dramatic hurdy-gurdy outro building suspense as the crowd continues to cheer]
