I come from the land where the oceans freeze
Spent three long months on the open seas
Paddled til it seemed I could take no more
When my ship hit ground on Prussias shores
How was I to know that day
That the winds had swept me Wilsons way
Cause soon towards me from the East
Came Wilson and his men on multi-beasts
Well it seems he didnt like my face
And I quickly learned that Prussia was an evil place
They tied me to a chair with a giant clip
And held a piece of paper to my tender nip
Then they tossed the chair in a tiny shack
And told me not to worry cause theyd soon be back
But I loosened up the binds where my hands were lashed
And ran towards the cove where my boat was stashed
Singing Oh Wilson, someday Ill kill you til you die
Oh Wilson, Punch you in the Eye
When Wilson knew that I was loose
Id surely be subjected to some real abuse
Maybe end up hanging from the nearest tree
So angrily I paddled to the open sea
But the sea was eager to beat me back
And the waves grew huge and deadly black
And the gray clouds rumbled over my head
And I feared in my heart that Id soon be dead
When the morning came and the storm had passed
And the dismal fog began at last
To open up before my eyes
And there I saw to my surprise
Chains and specks of islands curved
Where palm trees dipped and seagulls swerved
And I parked my kayak on a stone
And yelled across the ocean to his evil throne
I said Oh Wilson, someday Ill kill you til you die
Oh Wilson, Punch you in the Eye
Wilson, kill you til you die
Oh Wilson, Punch you in the Eye