[MEN]
An outside man an outside man an outside man an outside man has come

[YUSAPOOF]
Oh-
This Beardo belongs outside I say
Out in the field out in one of those shacks
In the field in the shack in the field in the shack
He comes in here, comes inside, in he comes, inside here, comes and calls me a cunt
And he sits in our seats and he eats our meats
Claims some God connection, claims some connection that he has to God

[YUSAPOOF & MEN]
A fake and a fraud
A fake and a fraud

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

He's not all that though no
He’s not all that
No he's not all that
He's not all that no no
He’s not all that
No he's not all that
[WOMAN #1]
Well I think that he may be all that
I am starting to see his allurity

[WOMAN #2]
I think maybe he does have it all
Behind that beard is some mystery

[WOMEN]
Some purity with pleasurity

[YUSAPOOF]
Well he's a sham and a quack and a hick and a hoaxster
Just a weirdo with a beardo misbehavin' and unshaven

[MEN]
Well he's a sham and a quack and a hick and a hoaxster
Just a weirdo with a beardo misbehavin' and unshaven

[WOMAN #1]
I think he is a very hairy visionary

[WOMAN #1]
He's demure in face fur

[WOMEN]
Oh-
[YUSAPOOF]
Well I don't trust him and I just don’t trust him
Tsar maneuvering and Tsarista canoodling

[MEN]
I hear he’s now running things inside and influencing through addition causing contraction through subtraction and multiplying derision through simple division
He gets me goat oh he got me goat oh he got my goat got

[YUSAPOOF & MEN]
He gets me goat oh he got me goat oh he got my goat got

[WOMEN]
What's good enough for the Tsarista
Is good enough for me and it’s good enough for her and good enough for me

[MEN]
He should be back in the field with the sheep in the field in the field with the sheep in the field with the sheep he

[WOMEN]
Well you know what I think? That Beardo really knows what's
What
And where's where
And when's when
Like he’s been though things and done certain things
And I know he's seen things that I've never seen and I want to see it
I want to be it
He's a man with a message
I'll open up when he calls
When he comes crawling across my calf I will skim his milk
I will fluff his white silk
When his furry face finds its way onto my pillow

How can we repent without the Rude?
He puts me in the mood
Rude
Rude
I wanna spend a long weekend in his arms
And take a short nap in his arms
The rude
I wanna be prepared and loosened
And be received by and be anointed by
And taken and shaken and stirred and poured and licked up rude
Oh the rude
Rude
Oh the rude
Rude
Oh the rude
Rude