Brains. Guy's crazy, got me out hocking brains.
Bad ones ain't the kind that I should seek.
"No-o, those brains of thu-u-ugs aren't the ones to keep,
No!"

Brains. I break into a lab to steal brains.
I hear a sound. . .leave hastily.
Sto-ole a brain in a big ju-ug; was named "Abby."

Oo-oops!

The monster's actin' pretty crazy,
So unrefined.
Master says, "Shouldn't be snarling.
Igor, where'd you get that brain?!

"Guy's crazy--gotta put him in chains;
He's now got the mind of one 'Abby
Nor-mal.' You stole brain of a thu-ug; my man's nasty."

"Grrr!"

"Creepy dweeb, I should expel you,
But you I need with your ethics slim.
You are making me insane; you are my bane;
Ya hasty hunched hump, hocked the wrong brain.
Wish my made man's kind and that he could speak.
No-o, with that brain, just gru-unts; in a fit of pique."

"Grrr!!"

Brain, brain of thug. . . .