Once I was an embryo
'Til I got the old heave ho
Got let go
When I was a little runt
I pulled some cunning stunts
Stunning ones
They'd hit me
But I wouldn't cry
I'd just wink my third eye
Now I'm a different kind of ape
The kind you a**holes hate
Have some bait
I heard ol' Neil put 'er down
But we don't need him 'round anyhow