Lyrics:

Spoken:

Mr. Sarsippius?: Ignorance, Iggy, wake up. This is my guitar player Ignorance, Iggy for short. Wake up.

Iggy: Huh?

Mr. Sarsippius: What are you doing?

Iggy: Ah, I just getting some beauty sleep.

Mr. Sarsippius: Tell them about the next jam, stupid!

Iggy: I, huh, don't call me stupid. This next song is a cover song, you know, how you go to the holiday inn and you'll be seeing old-style, tough-footed bands, like 'Jimmy D. and the Sprayer Connection' or 'Cinnamon Lover' perhaps, singing love ballads for de Philadelphias outta todays Inn in Atlanta.
So what can I say, it's all about 'The Immigrant Song'