Some say his father was a Virginia ham
And his mother was composed entirely of Spam
Though the comments were hurtful and cruel
He would show them all he was nobodies fool
One morning the circus called his name
So he left the sty to seek his fame
His happiness was expressed as grunts and squeals
When he found out he was getting a set of wheels
Oh how sharp, bitchen and wicked he looked
You could see right away he was no shnook
Yet fame was to be an elusive star
Even though he traveled near and far
Down on his luck and stifling a sob
He started working for a freaky mob
Sideshow gigs and dealing cr ap
Was this really where it was at
Then came that fateful day
When Louise Trapeze they did slay
At first there was just a little mention
But soon he was the center of attention
There came calls for him to be a hero
Because Tracy was nothing but a big fat zero
A bright spot was he in the gathering gloom
A precious flower with a fragrant bloom
As the calls for him grew ever louder
His parents just couldn’t be prouder
The star of the circus the talk of the town
People pointed and waved when he rolled around
Glory was to be his in the days ahead
Tracy was forgotten and left for dead
Some say his father was a Virginia ham And his mother was composed entirely of Spam Though the comments were hurtful and cruel He would show them all he was nobodies fool One morning the circus called his name So he left the sty to seek his fame His happiness was expressed as grunts and squeals When he found out he was getting a set of wheels Oh how sharp, bitchen and wicked he looked You could see right away he was no shnook Yet fame was to be an elusive star Even though he traveled near and far Down on his luck and stifling a sob He started working for a freaky mob Sideshow gigs and dealing cr ap Was this really where it was at Then came that fateful day When Louise Trapeze they did slay At first there was just a little mention But soon he was the center of attention There came calls for him to be a hero Because Tracy was nothing but a big fat zero A bright spot was he in the gathering gloom A precious flower with a fragrant bloom As the calls for him grew ever louder His parents just couldn’t be prouder The star of the circus the talk of the town People pointed and waved when he rolled around Glory was to be his in the days ahead Tracy was forgotten and left for dead