What are you listening to right now?
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John_8581
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Fastway - Say What You Will
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Red alert from the Dairy Queen
To the Vatican from Panama City
Yeah, yeah
Calling Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal
Hey, lemme crash at your place for a while
Yeah, yeah
I know I've shot your priests so full of holes
But you forgave the guy who shot you
I'm being persecuted, man, let me in, let me in
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack
I shall be released, thanks to my red underwear
Dignity battalions terrify and rule the streets
Pictures of the Smurfs tattooed on the sides of their jeeps
When the mouse that roared bites the elephant that feeds
Ringmaster cracks 20,000 whips
Yeah, yeah
All I did was double-cross the CIA
G.E. and Lockheed do that every day
Yeah, ow yeah
The Gringos seized all my pottery frogs
And teddy bears dressed in cammo fatigues
The Hitler poster by the Christmas tree
Save me, Tipper, they're blasting Bon Jovi at me, oh at me
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack
I shall be released, thanks to my red underwear
Sex with boys and girls in my chopper high in the sky
When kinder, gentler bombs explode in a thousand points of light
The place is surrounded, I can't get away
Even sent the Stealth bomber
Just to prove it'll fly
For Yankee teen anguish, use Pineapple Face
As American is where Coca Cola got its name
Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I promise, monsignor, you can trust me
I'll even go on tour with David Crosby
Yeah, yeah
Forgive me, kids, drugs ruined my life
I'll even tell 'em, condoms make you go blind
Yeah, yeah
Blood thirsty cries of the people outside
Blood thirsty cries of the people outside
Can't show my face, can't show my face
Can't show my face or they'll tear it away
Cara de Pina-Muere, muere
Cara de Pina-Muere, muere
Corrupto, [Incomprehensible]
Asesino
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack
Hafta wonder if this guy really exists
Who in their right mind would pose for Time Magazine
Frosted thumb in mouth, slicing his birthday cake with a machete
Cara de Pina-Muere, muere
Cara de Pina-Muere, muere
Cara de Pina-Muere, muere
Cara de Pina-Muere, muere
Cara de Pina, corrupto
Cara de Pina, asesino
Ding dong, the witch is dead
More warm up in Uncle Sam's bullpen
Cartoon boogeyman to keep people scared
I believe every word 'cos the truth is too weird
Who framed Roger Rabbit
Who framed Khaddafi then blew up his kids
Nothing to do now but spill the beans
Florida here I come
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When it says you gotta go
Hellfudge
To them cheap motels down in Baton Rouge
Hellfudge
Roll down the window of the limousine
Hellfudge
I'll pay you fifteen bucks if you perform for me (No more)
Hellfudge
I ain't givin' you one penny more
Gotta buy another tv station for the Lord
Hellfudge
Can you imagine what it's like
To have to flash and pose
Hellfudge
While a fat tv preacher
Sits and beats off in front of you
Hellfudge
Same one who's so obsessed with
With anti-smut crusades (fancy that)
Hellfudge
Oh Lord,
Someone let the air out of my tires
Hellfudge
I'm stuck-with my pants down
Red handed in sin
But with money like mine
The Lord always forgives me
When I'm dictator
You will all
Be under the iron thumb of Jeezus
The law of the land
Executions for witchcraft
Televised live at five
All Rock and Roll is pornography
That mixed coed swimming-phooey
I tell ya
It promotes problems of the flesh
Problems of the flesh
The flesh
The flesh
The flesh
I can't stand it anymore
My fundamentalist army's
Crackin' down full swirl
Hellfudge
Polyester suit nazis
Will control the world
Hellfudge
If you think Khomeini
Is a step back in time
Hellfudge
Just wait til I decide
What you read and who dies
Hellfudge
You think we're finished
Boy, you must be queer
We get a little stronger
Every year
When I bilk your money
I'm moral, man
But I got a little problem
I just can't say no
To that Hellfudge
So take off them clothes
Slowly now, slowly
And twitch your little flounder just like that
Yehhhh, Just like they do
In all the smut rags I pretend to hate so much
Bite down real hard
Smile slut
I own you, Look humiliated, try to cry
I despise you so much I hate myself
Mmmmmm
Tastes almost as good
As one of them green bubblegum cigars
Yeh! Hellfudge
There's a whole lotta Shakin' goin' on in here
But don't tell my cousin, ok
Yeeeeh
Great Balls 'o' Fire
Hellfudge
