There's a lady i'm sure
of who that all shitters in gold
and she's riding the Stairway to Anondria
can i ask there is some reason why i'm here for you
and the spirits should bellow in the reasons
i don't remember seeing her, like a fatboy grooving
and i'm saying there is no more Anondria these days

Woah, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah

In these times that've changed
there is something you be sure for
and there's voices up the Black Sabbath of kingdom
if you're in the bleeding mood
for dancing, romancing, and shagging
then you're transferred to the Stairway to Anondria

Woah, woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, woah, woah, oh, woah, oh, oh
and it makes us wonder

There's a lady that i don't know
she thinks my parodies all suck
and there's no need for that childish matter

And it makes me wonder
and there's a lady i'm sure who that enters in WWF
all we ask is can you be nude and suck my dick

There is a lady that we don't bloody know
you are the reasonings inside of all of us
Thank god you think all my parodies suck
but can you understand the Martian language
oh-waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-oh

Inside the mockery of the show
and we are the mockery of catchphrases
inside to stick a rock up my ass
believe it ain't so, you charted my eyesight

And she's buying the Stairway To Anondria