| Song | Public Menace, Freak, Human Fly |
| Artist | Powerman 5000 |
| Album | The Blood Splat Rating System |
| 作词 : Powerman Five Thousand ... | |
| I know a man-his face is like plastic | |
| Stretch smile wide, it's elastic | |
| I know a girl she can fill up a room | |
| 1200 pounds, footsteps of doom | |
| I know a machine man he's x-51 | |
| Harder than steel-his fists they're | |
| Like machine guns | |
| I know a guy bend a fork with his mind | |
| The three-eyed baby, she is not blind | |
| From mud hut to skyscraper in the | |
| Wink of an eye | |
| Back again just as fast | |
| Public menace, freak, human fly | |
| I know the rat boy he does the rat dance | |
| Born with a tail | |
| He had to cut a hole in his pants | |
| I know the slug of the slime of the | |
| Slug of the worm man | |
| Couldn't walk a step, but he | |
| Dreamed that he ran | |
| I know the skeleton girl she'll play | |
| A song on her bones | |
| Creak the high notes and rattle | |
| Those low tones | |
| From mud hut to skyscraper in the | |
| Wink of an eye | |
| Back again just as fast | |
| Public menace, freak, human fly | |
| Dollar a look | |
| Dollar a look | |
| Dollar a look | |
| Dollar a look |
| zuò cí : Powerman Five Thousand ... | |
| I know a manhis face is like plastic | |
| Stretch smile wide, it' s elastic | |
| I know a girl she can fill up a room | |
| 1200 pounds, footsteps of doom | |
| I know a machine man he' s x51 | |
| Harder than steelhis fists they' re | |
| Like machine guns | |
| I know a guy bend a fork with his mind | |
| The threeeyed baby, she is not blind | |
| From mud hut to skyscraper in the | |
| Wink of an eye | |
| Back again just as fast | |
| Public menace, freak, human fly | |
| I know the rat boy he does the rat dance | |
| Born with a tail | |
| He had to cut a hole in his pants | |
| I know the slug of the slime of the | |
| Slug of the worm man | |
| Couldn' t walk a step, but he | |
| Dreamed that he ran | |
| I know the skeleton girl she' ll play | |
| A song on her bones | |
| Creak the high notes and rattle | |
| Those low tones | |
| From mud hut to skyscraper in the | |
| Wink of an eye | |
| Back again just as fast | |
| Public menace, freak, human fly | |
| Dollar a look | |
| Dollar a look | |
| Dollar a look | |
| Dollar a look |