http://ratpony.com/blargh.mp3

And the lyrics…

Black, revised version 2009 (with apologies to E Vedder and S Gossard):

Sheikhs of empty can, this,
undersheets have claimed
her legs spread out before me as her body lay still
allllllll bacharach’s sons evolved a rounder soul – as he heard in the song
Now thee, heir, i’d tasted in brie,
Pass, take it in turns

ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
and on that donut was… everythiiiiiiiiiing
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmeowwwwwwww
I gnaw, she gave me a bitchy war
And now my bed unhands, shake bin eat the clowns,
A fort was a free hang
all the bitch had said
oh ben watched in blag
tattered everyday

Ah, Tigger, walk outside,
Arms around hid bar, son kicks a plate
arcane feel tim delaughter
so why two arse hair?

Mmmohhhh, Ann Twistie thought Seth’s been a grandma here
Arm’s bin in, ooohhh, arm’s bin in
Hah, quick the sunken drive away
and gnome on bitter ass
crayola broken clash
a butt was everything
All the bitches said, Auburn watched in black,
Tad chewed everything
order lord GO BACK!
turn my WHOA to bleh
take two, no one sees
Oh that dye yam, “Hola, bean!”
Yeaaahhh… Ahah, Ahah, Woooo!

Arnold, someday you’ll have a beautiful light
A gnome will be disturbed
In somebody else’s sight
butt wide
wiiiide
wiiiiiiiiiiiiidde
can of beans. can of beaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaans.. mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo wine.

I should let you listen to ME singing it. With our new words. It mentions clowns.