Belligerent little dudes With shit in their pants Are you trying to tell us something? We don't understand Avoiding the accidentals On a plastic glockenspiel Doing a hundred on the 401 Now you know it's real Yeah, you know it's real Yeah, you know I'm a baby and I'm dumb But I'm the only one Who doesn't know Who doesn't know I am a private eye And I'm spying on some guy Who doesn't know Who doesn't know To wake up inside a nightmare Where everything is wrong The cannibals are cooking up a stew So blame your older brother You should of known it all along The cannibals are looking straight at you It's me, I'm in disguise And I should probably tell my wife Who doesn't know Who doesn't know