Dextro be one rad ampheta-maniac
Enter and you may be shot at,
past the boarded up door,
Where illegal things ain't not happening,
That the law shant seent before....
In Dextro's labratory, lives the smartest hillbilly you've never seen.
But his babby momma smokes in the cookin room, blows it to smithereens!
There's highs and lows, and thangs that blow,
IN DEXTRO'S LAB!