Hey, I just fell down the plughole (Hello, Neil) Who are you (I'm the soggy potato from down under the sink) What's that smell, have you farted (Don't be stupid, Neil Everybody knows potatoes can't fart) Hey, what's that kind of magicky sound (Oh, that's a stereo PCM twenty-four-track digital mix Of the next number on your album And you've got to sing on it, vomit-chops) Oh Oh, great Okay.