Terry Anne was a rice cakenHear head had nothing to donSeventh son of a seventh sonnRiver of Fu ManchunDaffodils and pineless quillsnToad and eye of newtnTerry Ane, she loved them allnBut nothing has the power of that clawnnHe contemplates his next movesnIn squishy silence, he rides onnnTerry Anne was a sumo fannShe had the master plannOil wrestling a one armed mannDoing a handstandnClueless to the passengernThat rides inside of hernShe ventures off to win that dancenHer powers are the result of that clawnnI pistol whipped her in the jawnAftershave in her hidden cavenI hide my hideous clawnnDance, dance, dance,nThe two dance, dance nDance, dance, dance,nThe two dance, dance nSwivel, swivel, swivel, swivel nnCompetition, no inhibition nWhat's this crazy lady thinkin'? nShe's wigglin', she's jigglin' nThere's a gigolo a signalin' nSimple human beings will never understand the things I've seen nMy claw creates entire races, pack them up and ship them places nFools who try to use my claw will find the flaw nResides in their own narrow sight, I'll kill them alln nDance, dance, dance,nThe two dance, dance nDance, dance, dance,nThe two dance, dance nSwivel, swivel, swivel, swivel nnFed up, Agent Embryo ripped Terry Anne in twonSlimy, passed out, spent little man lying in clear viewnOnlookers were horrified by what they thought they sawnThey figured she had given birth, but all Francois could focus on was that clawnnThe fetus wakes in angernRealizing the claw is gonennDance, dance, dancenLook at me dancenClaw, claw, clawnYou stole my clawnFrancois, Francois, FrancoisnHe had it all