Aunty Crystal's party time
Her solid daughter serves the wine
Vegetables and lumps of meat
Our dinner guests and you're the sweet

Rolling thunder thick as thieves
Pressed in the gutter like fallen leaves
We only went along for the rhythm of the high
We were called by the wings of Orion

Aunty [bad word] the show
What she does gets up your nose
My red [bad word] 
Willpower deserting me

No one gets out
No one leaves
Mondo Bizarro
Aunty Crystal Thieves

No one passes out
No one sneezes
Mondo Bizarro
Aunty Crystal Thieves