Welcome to Corkville (Where Mr. Brownstone lives.)

Welcome to ol' Corkville,
Mr. Brownstone's Fun and Games,
Surgery's the thing you want,
The doctor knows the names. (whispered: Vicodin, Tylox, Morphine...)
The hospital can always find
A cure that hurts and bleeds,
And if you have the money, honey -
We *can* cure that disease.

Chorale:
In old Corkville,
Welcome to old Corkville,
Grunt, moan, uh, Ahh! (fart noise) Squeeze, Squeeze
Those big ones make you bleed.

(Axl's obviously working hard... sounds like he's fixing to dump *something*)

Welcome to old Corkville,
Every day a different play,
If you desire, you can retire,
And a high price you shall pay.
For every nurse is sexy,
When agony is all you see,
The OR has those blinding lights,
You won't go there for free.

In old Corkville,
Welcome to old Corkville,
Feel that, uh, sensation,
No worries - You will scream!

Welcome to old Corkville,
It gets worse every day,
You're willing to hunch like an animal,
If you can get it out today.
Pounding out a nightmare,
Feel a greasy need,
A massive brick-like bowel movement
Will surely make you bleed.

Chorale:

And when you're corked, it never...
It never wants to come out.
Come out?
Come out?
Come out! Scream!

(More of AXl's noises. He sounds *bad*)

You know where you are?
You're living in Corkville, baby -
You're CORKED solid.

Living in Corkville,
Yes, stinky Corkville,
Watch it... Uh, oh! Hurry! Please...
In Corkville,
Welcome to Corkville,
Feel that, uh.. Oh! Squeeze...
Living in Corkville,
Oh, Corkville,
Go crawl like a worm, please,
In Corkville,
Stinky Corkville,
Watch it! On your...
You'll live in the bathroom...
GO!