Lyrics:

Wilson
Wilson
Wilson
Wilson

Oh out in Stonehenge, I lived alone
Arrived in Gamehendge, I chafed a bone

Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards, I beg it all trune for you

Talk my duke a mountain, helping friendly book
In as far as fiefdom, I think you bad crook

Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards, I beg it all trune for you

Wilson
Wilson
Wilson
Wilson

I talked to Mike Christian, Rog and Pete the same
When we had that meeting, over down near Gamehendge

Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards, I beg it all trune for you

You got me back thinkin' that you're the worst one
I must inquire, Wilson, can you still have fun?
Can you still have fun?