mould tang slime

should ne'er have forgotten the pot

and ne'er gone the ron

the whiff of drinking to get pished

and obliterate what has gone

is your mug now festering so bold

that grimmest vassal of slime

that thous flatmates cannot but object

to that mould tang slime

that mould tang slime my foe

that mould tang slime

that thous flatmates cannot but object

to that mould tang slime 

its snowing in coober pedy

happy saturnalia mother fuckers