CHORUS
You are all tartar sauce
Dripping on the table
Only the bad guys get killed
Hoidle Hoidle Hoidle
You guys are Hoidle animals
They are square with a head
It's not a giraffe or a dinosaur
It's just a made up thing
With a beak that goes up high
And snaps at her from earth
CHORUS
You are Hoidle Hoidle
All the ice the months
All even in summer
or in the spring
or in the fall
There's two, they never die,
They never get old
You are Hoidles
CHORUS
It can snap all the planets off earth
Higher than earth
Into outer space
Higher than space
The space the galaxy
To the end of the galaxy
Your necks get longer as you grow older
You are Hoidles