In Santa Mira
Watch out
Something's creeping nearer
Don't look in the mirror
Reflection
All you fear-ah
Years are turning into days
She's crawling around in a haze
Devising her diabolical stage
Professor Boo Boo invents the Plague
On the seventh day
God hung up their peg
But Boo Boo's hanging on with
Her eighth leg
A scholar scorned
In a world cursed
On the Sabbath you're Born Again
But under-rehearsed
She turned her mind into a web
With formulas inside her head
The Petri dish in the kitchen sink
Disease spreading like black ink
First we laughed, then we coughed
Then our ears and nails fell off
And now we're leaking
Orange fluid
Boo Boo's the one who foresew it
On the seventh day God
Hung out to dry
But Boo Boo's hanging onto
Her eighth eye
Spinning into a biblical rage
Professor Boo Boo
Invents the Plague
Yoo hoo
Professor Boo Boo
Boo hoo
Professor Boo Boo
Who knew
That's a Boo Boo