Heh, look at all the naked people
Heh, look at all the naked people

Beavis and Butthead sitting alone in a home, their sole supervision:
Television
Look, a commercial touting a place where they all leave their clothes at the door
Maybe we’ll score

All the naked people
Where do they all come from?
All the naked people
Hey, Butthead - he said “cum”

Mr. Van Driessen playing guitar, singing songs about lesbian gulls
See how he lulls
Look at him trying, teaching his students with care but they’re only aware
Of underwear

All the naked people
Some moms and some are dads
All the naked people
Hey, look, I see their ’nads

Heh, look at all the naked people
Heh, look at all the naked people

Beavis and Butthead died of a condition whose name would have amused them:
Priapism
Mr. McVicker laughing inside as he plots to go dance on their graves
He’s so depraved

We see naked people (Heh, look at all the naked people)
We’re dead but we’re not dumb
We see naked people (Heh, look at all the naked people)
Hey, check out that guy’s schlong