Artista: Made Out Of Babies
  Canción: Mr. Prison Shanks

Everyone is staring at the screen 
Get off your knees and go quietly 
I'm knocking at the door 
And scrambling into fits 

I hope that you turn out right 

Everywhere the sky is scaly gray 
Get on your feet and move quietly 
Wild scrapping on the floor 
And scraping into bits 

I hope that you turn out right 

In the big big city's belly 
The rats are big as reindeer 
They do major construction 
They don't ask for permission 
In the big big city's belly 
The rats are big as reindeer 
They do major construction 
The children's favorite bunny

I hope that you turn out right