With a hiddeldy diddeldy-mustache Smells always -diddelyfresh Has trained- yellow flesh And is hiddeldy-diddeldy megafesh It's Ned flanders superguy Even spritzer makes him high Hiddeling diddeling all the day And all he does at home is pray Working in the leftorium Where he doesn't sell rum At home waits the christian tod Hes the son of ned, like rod Hi-del-dy Di-del-dy k**ed by accident Now he's widower Ned Maude is gone a long time ago Krabappel took her place The hoe Now she's also dead And we've got a lonely Ned He gets support from his neighbors Are they traitors? His best friend is a jerk About him he often has to irk About that jerk