I'm like Mr. Clifford Richard, I'm wired for sound And when I get myself a mic you won't want to be around I'm off like a note on "care" in Karen's "Day Tripper" I'm faking all my lines like that dolphin called flipper Send chills down your spine like the strings in "Billy Jean" I'm so far underground that I'm a one person scene I'm overly thorough just like David Attenborough When he's Whisperin' in the jungle Like they're working undercover Evidence irrefutable I'm squarer than a cubicle I hug the straight and narrow Like a Julie Arrows musical I derail and fail with abstract verse I fail to curtail The rhythmical measures and pleasurable endeavours never sail I'm lacking in ambition Simply no predisposition And when I hit the stage I lose all composition I never liked it loud coz crowded places scare me I dig the rock roll as much as Peter Paul and Mary ..Arsehole I will lick your Arsehole I will lick your Arsehole I will lick your... I'm the host with the most uber Guy Smiley I got the special effects like the BBC man I got the flow like malmsteen got chops It seems that I'm so bad They'll get L.L. to call the cops Beats him so hard They be bustin up your spleen And I got more rhymes than Dern's hair got sheen I put flash in the dance just like Irene cara And I got more toys than Teruhisa Kitahara I'm the Asisiatic Australasiatic Instamatic rhythm box static addict I got the juice and all else got pith And I'm tough under pressure just like Sarah Jane Smith ..Arsehole I will lick your Arsehole I will lick your Arsehole I will lick your... ..Arsehole I will lick your Arsehole I will lick your Arsehole I will lick your...