Me, me, me, me, me I am the great mighty poo And I'm gonna throw my shit at you A huge supply of tish Comes from my chocolate starfish How about some scat you little twat Do you really think you'll survive in here You don't seem to know which creek your in Sweetcorn is the only thing That makes it through my rear How do you think I keep this lovely grin? Now I'm really getting rather mad You're like a niggly tiggly shitty little tag nut When I knock you out with all my bab I'm gonna take your head and ram it up my but Your but? This is Conker speaking My but! Your but? That's right my but Err My but Err My but! But!