Lyrics:

[Originally performed by Sex Pistols] There was a bunch of roadies And this here is their story A scurvy bunch of evil twits Who never say they're sorry They've traveled cross the nations Fuckin' paid vacations We love the schism that they make They're here for the duration Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do The captains name is Rick Whose 'Bozo-do' is slick He really thinks he knows it all He's just a Jersey hick Wanking, cranking, Georgie He always finds an orgy He rubs his balls and picks his nose He's horny Georgie porgie Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do The kind of sleaze is Ring Polaroid's his thing He whipped it out, her teeth fell out And now it's in a sling From LA we have Troy His fetish is Playboy A smelly trout, he'll eat it out Go wash your hands you're M.O.I. Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do John Tempesta is The Joker The Adams apple choker Sandra Bernhard is his twin He'd probably even poke her The B-boy was John Rooney He was a fuckin' loony He does a rap, he thinks he's black He's soft like Gerry Cooney Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' Friggin' in the riggin' There was fuck all else to do Yo my name is Bill Dur, bouncing is my skill