Darkness has covered the opera houseSomething is wrong you can fellThere’s a devil in disguiseA traitor has taken the daisCatalogue people spend a pitying gazeWhat can a man do in such a caseAristocratic experts on art vomit all over the placeAnd they wish I’d be doomed eternally[Chorus]Forever French-fryingYou’d love to see me dyingWo’s let the peacock in toRock the house – opera houseYou want me French-fried andYou’d love to see me fired andThen kill Judas in the opera houseOpera houseHUntsmen are rushing aroundAfter the peacock oh noThe baton is pink and it’s clear: He is a queerHe likes it into his rearRumors arise he is from outerspaceTHey’re out for the bountyAnd still they’re amazedAristocratic lemmings with a Highsnobiety leerGet the chef to make peacock fillet steak[Chorus]We came from a solar system far awayFacing your goggle eyesTo protect this jolly bedlam from decayFacing your goggle eyesWho do you think you areTo think you’re off a better class?Who do you think you areTO expect us to kiss your ass?We’ve come to chase the monkey off your backFacing your goggle eyesAnd we’re expected some may sound an attackFacing your goggle eyesWho do you think you areTo think you’re of a higher class?Who do you think you areTO expect us to kiss your ass?We’re gonna betaking a chance – taking the chanceTO get you darting a glance – darting a glanceAt us starting to prance – starting the danceOf the oddballsAnd you’re invitedTaking the chance – taking the chanceTo get you darting a glance – darting a glanceAt us starting to prance – starting to danceOf the oddballsFrankenstein is out of controlDonkey has been given a soulFlamboyantly he’s playing his songAnd they can’t get itThe nuthead he is going insaneThe screwball is igniting the flamePandora’s box has opened beholdMadness rising[Solo]You say treason but I tell youThere ain’t no reasonWe just have our shareWe don’t care as long as we’re aliveLove our sound and like to hear:Where’s the chef to make Judas-fillet-steak