There’s a man named Rutger Roentgen.
He stands about eight feet high.
He’s a powerhouse of destruction,
And it’s impossible for him to die.

He battles evil,
And anyone who gets in his way.
He never has to eat or sleep,
He just kicks your ass all day.

He’s Rutger Roentgen,
And he’s saving the planet again.
He’s taking out the trash,
And burning it to ash.

He’s Rutger Roentgen,
His I.Q. is a million and ten.
He’s gonna take you down,
He’s gonna make you wish that you were dead.

He’s got .308 cal, chain feed machine gun.
Eighty rounds a second cuts a school-bus in half.
He’s got a laser that will bore a hole through your head,
And on your headstone, etch your epitaph.

He’s got an automatic spanking machine,
That puts a hand-print on your ass.
And a one gauge, auto shotgun,
That fires broken glass.

He’s Rutger Roentgen,
And he’s saving the planet again.
He’s taking out the trash,
And burning it to ash.

He’s Rutger Roentgen,
His I.Q. is a million and ten.
He’s gonna take you down,
He’s gonna make you wish that you were dead.

He’s Rutger Roentgen,
And he’s saving the planet again.
He’s taking out the trash,
And burning it to ash.

He’s Rutger Roentgen,
His I.Q. is a million and ten.
He’s gonna take you down,
He’s gonna make you wish that you were dead.