There's a man who aggros all the danger.
To every heal he gets, he stays a stranger.
With every miss he makes,
Another to take it's place.
Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow

Chorus:
Secret Ranger Man
Secret Ranger Man
They've taken away your hp.
And taken 'way your ac.
(Heal Me!)

Beware of evil races you may find.
A evil race may hide an nasty mind.
Ooh, careful what you say:
You might not get a heal that way.
Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow
(Chorus)

You're runnin' to KC one day,
Then bleedin' in all over the next day,
Oh, don't let the wrong mob slip.
While kissin' the cleric's ass with your lips.
Odds you won't live to see tomorrow.
(Chorus)