Hail And Praise Unto Thee,

Guardians Of Radity,

Assmeisters Of Bounty Thee,

Cover Me With Sympathy.

And What, Pray, Do They Ask Of Us?

We, Descended From Above?

What Do They Say? Nothing Much:

Do The Ass Dance!



Flying Back Back To Their Ass-cave,

Fighting Louis, I'm Afraid.

Assmobile At His Grave,

Look Who Saved Us, Look Who Came.

Noble Fighters From Beyond,

Heard In Tales, Heard In Songs.

See, I Told You All Along,

Do The Ass Dance!



Louis Hartshorn!

Change Your Ways For The Better!

Ahhh... Do The Ass Dance,

Ahhh... Do The Ass Dance,

Ahhh... Do The Ass Dance,

Ahhh... Do The Ass Dance!