Residents: Hey! Hey Snakefinger!

Snakefinger: What?

RZ: Hey! What-what's this we've been hearing about you, man?
You-you got some kind of a cause or something?

SN: Well, yeah, I guess!
But it's not just some cause
It's the fate of the whole human race at stake!
I know something nobody else seems to know
I don't understand it, but I know

RZ: Hey, well, well what is it? What is it, man?

SN: It's them, the Picture Makers
They've fooled us into thinking
They're friendly and people-minded
But it's not true, it's just an image

RZ: Oh yeah?

SN: Yeah!

They're deep underground
In every city and town
Living in holes like subterranean moles
Without making a sound
They've brought us decay
In such a villainous way
Well, they don't have to beat us
Because they can treat us
Like we're clowns
They're furry and vile
With a hideous smile
They're wrinkled and old
And they reek of the mold
And eat dirt by the pile
They're clever and smart
But they're covered with warts
And some of them are quite tall
And they are all bold for awhile

RZ: Image? Image? What image?

SN: Can't you see? They're the masters of the visual image! They're coming to us disguised as a friend with a blemish, they've sucked us in; but friends, I've seen them as they really are - They're rats, tall rats! We've got to destroy them with a war!

RZ: War? No-no Way! War's no good, Snakefinger!

SN: No, no! That's what they want you to think. It's the little wars that they give us that are bad. We need a real war! But we've got to be careful until we're really strong enough

RZ: Oh yeah?

SN: They're [a] carnivorous breed
They're full of venom and greed
They're controlling our lives
And we have to survive
We cannot let them succeed!
Isn't it clear
That they are here
And we're gonna find them
And we will blind them
While they bleed...
[instrumental]

We are little children of the sea
Polliwogs and golden fish are we
We could never frighten anyone
We're too busy swimming in the sun

When it began
Before we learned how to stand
We were like pieces of sand in the sea
But then we grew
And we were no longer new
And so we wanted to do as we pleased
But we take care
They are still there
Deep down below
They do not know
We are still growing strong
It will not take us long
We will soon be free!
Just like we should be!
We are little children of the sea
We are simply what we seem to be
We're happy without doing very much
But watching things that we can never touch

When it began
Before we learned how to stand
We were like pieces of sand in the sea
But then we grew
We were no longer new
And so we wanted to do what we pleased
But we take care
They are still there
Deep down below
They do not know
We will grow strong!
Won't take us long!
We will soon be free!
Just like we should be!

We are little children of the sea
Innocent and blameless souls are we
Frolicking upon the waves of light
That dance around the creatures of the night

We will soon be free!
Just like we should be!

We are little children of the sea
Knowing that someday we will be free
But only if we are cautious and take care
Never let them know that we are there...