Lyrics:

Fishbone, alias Chim-Chim
Realizing the nuttsack
Time of all creation
Was all he has left to procreate from
A unit, a sector, a sactor
A sactor, a Nuttsactor
Of five extra ordinary sperms
Searching simultaneously
For the Eggsack, the masses
To bring amongst this, and us
A messiah-enhanced fetus to treat us
With a long-awaited raw-dawg
Fin-sweeping, boundaryless breed
Of music and reality

Chim-Chim is a bad-ass
But he is mad with revenge
To give birth to the babyhead
That will soon change this shit!
Riot, I said, riot! And some more

Fighting for the Nutmeg steamrollin' over
Steamrollin' down the sourpuss sissies
Like a psychologically overcast
Beergut on a rock star mission
Revolutionary E-racism muscle black man
White man, colorless man
Red-and-yellow man mission