Hey, hey, human gonna do The Strain I'm gonna grip the seat I'm gonna pull your chain Barbed-wire bum baby, be like me We're gonna do the strain on the lavatory We're gonna e-eeeeeeeeease it out We're gonna squee-eeeeeeeeeeze it out So get a grip on your seat. We're gonna get relief somehow [guitar solo] Nnnnnggggggh! Nnnnnggggggh! [talking] Every time I settle down and try to read a book The telephone starts ringing so I leave it off the hook The Jehovah's Witness come knocking at my door I try to tell them nicely but they still come back for more Straining, complaining--No! I'm not complaining I just got a lot of sh** in me - gotta get it out! Nnnnnggggggh! Nnnnnggggggh!