Текст песни
Where am I?
Easy, tiger
A short king in fisherman's garb helped
Scoochie lie back down and offered him a bowl of chips
I found you, wandering the shore of the T.H. Sea
Half mad for lack of chips
Not having really great chips does terrible things to a man's mind
Who are you?
Name's old Bobby Nutballs. I'm a Prawnspector
I pan the waters of the T.H. Sea for little shrimps
The other short kings cower under the mountain
They say that there are giant T.H. seagulls that eat us
But I live in the real world, not some fantasy land
Here, have some Shrimp of Divine Restoration
Restores half your HP once per day
Old Bobby Nutballs told him that to reach the Shitadel
He must head up the coast to the Penisula
And face the Nymphomancer in the Innuendome
If you can make a nastier song than the Nymphomancer
He may grant you passage across the Fjart Sound
Suddenly, a giant T.H. Seagull swooped and scooped him up
Ah! Ah! Please! No!
No! Ah!
No! Ahh! No!
Ah!