A wonderful thing to dance a jig upon the graves of your
enemies,
To piss in the face of virtue and grace and celebrate
atrocities,
If there ever was such a thing as joy and love and liberty,
I'd have another song to sign but then we couldn't
Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaance
We couldn't dance a dance that once was danced by all the
naked ladies in
France,
And if I was given half a chance I'd f**k them all right up
the a**,
Then you and your grandma too can see what I've found to be
true
(chorus)
What you see is what you are 'cause you're a Naked b**bie Star
Star
Star
Star