"Nunzilla"

words by Wando Manell & Pat Herlehy

She sat behind her desk with her eyes glowin red

steam risin off her habit totin head

hand behind her back, finger on the trigger

of the ruler that was known to grow even bigger

as she slammed it down on some fools crew cut head

she let loose a rowdy shreik we all thought the chump was dead

she was a physico bitch straight from a 50's Phyco thrilla

yea im talk bout none other than the witch we used to call "Nunzilla"

At night they keep her locked up in cage

She's lookin' for kids to vent her rage

She flicks her tongue and sheds her skin

Like a pissed off raptor wit' a rolling pin

If you think your nightmares make you scream

Just wait till you have a black and white dream

I'd rather have lunch with a shaved gorrilla

than spend another minute with that nutty

Nunzilla.