Paroles: Igor's Egg. Horsechips.

If you listen closely you will hear
a story about a garage with a band
A diabolical man with a plan
Phil, Ted, Lucas and Jorge
Struggle to be a band
But they don't have any fans

They call themselves Horsechips
but why no one knows.

Horsechips Ho!
Horsechips Ho!
Horsechips Ho!
Horsechips Ho!
Horsechips Ho!
Horsechips Ho!
Horsechips Ho!

Phil, I don't think things are working out
We need to talk right now
You are unsuccessful and you're going nowhere
I want you to know I'm leaving town

Just sign here and I will fulfill all of your fantasies.
Hurry now pick up the pen
Make your mark it's the time to begin.
You're more than just a band.
With the apopalyptic [sic] plan

(Thanks to Adam for these lyrics)