1.American Fingers
I've got a Jackson Pollack tatoo on my ass.
Video priest screaming out high mass.
Sick little schoolgirls rolling round on my floor.
Jehovo witness knocking at my door.
Rednecks sucking life from a can.
Naked women magazines making me a man.
Big Blond Bush, schizophrenic tits.
I come prematurely and I don't give a shit.
Ooooooooooh.
Here come American fingers.
Here come American lips.
Jane Fonda spreading her legs on my TV.
I watch her exercise everyday - it's so healthy.
Serial killers straight from Transylvania.
Burning crosses and Biblemania.
I got a monster Trans Am - it's so fucking cool.
I got Jimmy Hoffa floating in my swimming pool.
All my kids eat drugs, got my cigarettes.
Don't give a fuck!
Ooooooooooh.
Here come American fingers.
Here come American lips.
737 exploding Boeing jets.
Hemorrhoids and growing nuclear threat.
My president has colo-rectal cancer.
Bloody french fries at my McDonald's McMassacre.
Black and Hispanic dying underclass.
Baseball jocks cutting lines on glass.
Monosodium glutamate to cook in my wok.
I got a herpes sore on the tip of my cock.
Ooooooooooh.
Here come American fingers.
Here come American lips.
Ooooooooooh.
Here come American fingers.
Here come American lips.
2.Bedpost
Tied my baby down to the bedpost.
She begs me to do it, I just can't tell her no.
Whipped my baby into a frenzy,
when she screams I know that she loves me.
She asks me to hit her,
she always punches back.
Can't tell real love from a venomous attack.
Tied my baby down to the bedpost.
Can't understand why my baby's so mean.
She's always making me ... do ... things.
Baby, baby, say that you love me.
(Die pig - plug in the hoover)
I know that she means it when she's towering over me.
She doesn't stop even when I get sore.
My baby yells for MORE! MORE! MORE!
Can't understand why my baby's so mean.
When we dance I hold her real close,
I don't mind her stepping on my toes.
I love my baby and my baby loves the whip,
three of us together in the iron-fisted grip (OF LOVE).
She might not be the Marquis de Sade,
but when she hits me I see God.
When we dance I hold her real close.
Tied my baby down to the bedpost.
3.Diet Cola Syringe
Doctor Please -
rolling up my sleeves.
I got to got to
make it fit.
Push it through my frontal lobe.
A frozen smile -
it's what I need.
Diet Cola Syringe.
Diet Cola Syringe.
Those Kellogg kids, those hairy pets.
That homogenoues shine, so pure.
Sister Placebo is giving birth again,
to mongoloid children in the heartland of the Middle West.
Mister Please -
help me sir.
I got to got to
get employment.
Putting pimentos in olive loafs.
Good hard cash -
it's what I need.
Diet Cola Syringe.
Diet Cola Syringe.
That video,
that commercial,
that candidate,
- look the same.
Sister Placebo is touching me again,
as I'm making photocopies for crashing Wall Street -
with Brooklyn dead.
4.Great Big Big Big Head
The naked body of Liberace, for a great big big big head.
The shoes of Imelda Marcos, for a great big big big head.
Buffalo Penis from outer space, for a great big big big head.
The subtle tongue of Nipsey Russel, for a great big big big
head.
That's all I want.
5.Green Pea Soup
If Linda Blair was my Lolita, her head would spin.
She would levitate, vomit green,
beat a priest - what a teen!
Dick Clark would grin.
And foul things'd spurt without discretion
from her tiny mouth.
She'd say： Spank me, spank me, spank me DADDY!
Mommy's in bandages 'n' smoking too,
she doesn't like it when I tell her to.
I don't know what's come over me.
I'm not myself today,
Linda's all the rage -
the Devil's underage.
Get that cross right out of there girl,
you don't know where it's been.
You're 13, underage, into bondage.
It's just a phase.
You're too young to sin,
speak in tongues backwards in Latin.
Let me hear you say：
Spank me, spank me, spank me DADDY!
Comin' downstairs just to piss on the rug,
she's gonna get all my gnarly love.
I don't know what's come over me.
I'm not myself today,
Linda's all the rage -
the Devil's underage.
The power of Christ compels you.
6.Joan Of Arc
There's lots of things in a human head
that I hope I never have to touch.
She likes the taste of burning flesh,
cannibals eat their love.
I'm a sucker for romantic stuff.
She peeled the skin right off her face
and left it lying on the bathroom floor.
I put it into my suitcase,
I couldn't leave it like that.
Just in case she wants it back.
Joan of Arc keeps burning up.
It's hard to go out with a saint,
who's french and comes from France.
I start to scream I almost faint.
She's got the stigmata,
I want the stigmata.
I give her a Marlboro cigarette.
She starts to smoke and smoke and smoke,
sometimes even saints forget.
I don't want to sound like a fascist,
but it's wrong to play with matches.
Joan of Arc keeps burning up.
Joan of Arc,
you hot little Catholic bitch oooh.
You're a martyr from France,
I'm just an average guy from New Jersey.
But we have fire, burning, heat oooh.
You've got the stigmata,
I want the stigmata.
Joan of Arc keeps burning up.
7.Mad Dogs On A Bone
I guess it's liver again.
Can't you make some pork？
Have you heard of this animal called a pig ？
Watcha do to this pudding ？
My ulcer's starting to bleed.
This sludge's obscene - quick, get my gun!
I-I-I-I want that filth off my screen.
Degenerate game show pornography.
Mr. John Birch is having troubles
fulfilling his marital obligations.
God you're getting fat!
Can't you suck in that gut ？
Change the channel too, I wanna watch the news.
She threw the baby out the window,
pervert on angel dust.
Liberal New York faggot scum atheist.
I-I-I-I sometimes dream：
I'm a dressed girl,
with Ho Chi Minh,
in the prison yard.
Balls and chain.
Balls and chain.
Mad dogs on a bone.
8.Mason Reese
How the great have fallen,
see how life has passed them by.
Was anybody looking in the crystal ball,
when his star was on the rise.
Stuffing his face with canned ham sandwich spread.
He was on the road to stardom, stayed a salesman instead.
What happened？
What makes one kid a star ？
What makes the other just another woman's child ？
I saw the TV.
Watch the fat kid grin.
Watch America go wild!
But he's not the famous child star anymore,
he's just the funny looking guy in the stereo store.
The fickleness of fame and fortune's caprice
together changed the life of Mason Reese.
You can still see Mason in the Underwood ads,
at the back of your mind.
Or you can see Mason at the Crazy Eddie store,
on the Upper West Side,
watching Gary Coleman and Emannuel Lewis.
He knows how much old dwarf child stars mean to us.
The fickleness of fame and fortune's caprice
together changed the life of Mason Reese.
9.New Jersey Exit
Due to acne.
Due to heavy metal.
Due to Fread and Barney, Wilma and Pebbles.
New Jersey exit.
Suzy's got the flue.
Maybe this will clear up her sinuses,
she's got nothing better to do.
Your kids are having a gas in the garage.
Daddy comes home,
to the kiddie circus：
＂Charlie! Get out of that car!＂
＂Sorry dad, got rigor mortis!＂
Your kids are having a gas in the garage.
Is something's pretty much dead,
you might as well shoot it.
What will this do to car insurance？
How 'bout the family unit？
Seven at a time, death extravaganza.
Little Joe and Hoss, never did this on Bonanza.
Your kids are having a gas in the garage.
10.Sunshine Superman
Every trick in the book now baby,
I'll use it on you.
I've got my devices darling,
my machinery too.
Lying on a parquet carpet,
on the 4th of July.
Finding things in physics books,
things to try.
Now I've made my mind up,
you're going to be mine.
I tell you right now.
Trying to finfd the yellow cab
where you lost your purse.
Trying to find some cabbage and celery and PAPRIKA.
Listening to Julio Iglesias,
in a hot air balloon.
I've got my devices,
my PAPRIKA too.
Now I've made my mind up.
Fry your little mind.
Take it.
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