There is woman-pie in here

Mr. evangalist says she's hit

The best cook you ever had

Ya can't blame the good-woman now, dad

And ya looked him up for 20 years

Now there's action on the basement stairs

A monster half man half beast climbs

Hear the hatchet (grind, grind)

Pilgrim gets 1 hacked daughter

And all we guys get are 40 hack reporters

Uptown 100 skirts are bleeding

Mr. evangilist says

She's hit ev'ry little bit

She's hit ev'ry little bit

Now if only we could all grow wings and fly

Sweet hatchet swing low son

I'm feeling pretty lonesome

Christen the bastard jack dad

The head-shrinker is a quack

"anyone who'd wear their hair like that"

The vinyl is so cool/the conversation's cruel

Hold my heart romeo its in a rodeo

Hold my head daddy-o it just won't go-o-o-o

And all the girls across the world

Are hit ev'ry little bit




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