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** 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