Sounds of the coaster in my head
My friends all tell me I'm an inbred
My father's short and he's kinda crazy
My mother's known as the bearded lady

Little by little our plan will grow
Although the food sucks and all the games blow
One of us must stand one must get bolder
We just can't loose with our charm and our oder

Soon we'll be able to gain the powers
We'll have food we'll have money and actual showers
Nobody can stop us from getting to the top
Except the snake lady and possible the cops

Our travels world wide will go long and far
By then we'll be rich and have our own clown car
I could poison the burgers that would be neat
But what am I saying? We don't use real meat