Macabre cadavers, hoist 'em up high
Grin with their toothless faces and cry
Off stage as they lie in a caravan high
On chromosomes why? For the dough of course
Mary goes round, Mary goes down
After the show, everyone knows
Children for free, come and see
Yellow and red, shallow and sad
Cyclists on bikes on umbilical chords
Sold to them right from the House of Horr'rs
Twenty four seven, it's whisky galore
Always profiting off everything
Mary goes round, Mary goes down
After the show, everyone knows
Children for free, come and see
Yellow and red, shallow and sad
Hahaha