avec une voix de ténor superbe et un accompagnement instrumental génial, contrastant a mort avec les paroles immondes de la chançon:
I am The Great Mighty Poo
And I´m going to throw my shit at you!
A huge supply of tish come from my chocolate starfish
How about some scat you little twat!
Do you really think you survive in here?
You don´t seem to know which creek you´re in.
Sweet corn is the only thing that makes it through my rear
How do you think I keep this lovely grin?
(Have some more caviar)
Now I´m getting really rather mad
You´re like a niggly tiggly shitty little tag nut
When I knock you out with all my bab, I´m going to take your head and ram it up my butt!
Conker: Your butt?
My Butt!
Conker: Your butt?!
That´s right, my butt
Conker: Err.
My Butt
Conker: ERRRRR!
MY BUUUUUUUUUTT!