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Lard - Sylvestre Matuschka lyrics
Red Alert from the Dairy Queen To the Vatican from Panama City Yeh... Yeh... Calling Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal Hey - lemme crash at your place for a while Yeh... Yeh... I know I've shot your priests all full of holes But you forgave the guy who shot you I'm being persecuted, man Let me in, let me in Yeh... Yeh... 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 Yeh... Yeh... All I did was double-cross the CIA G.E. and Lockheed do that every day Yeh... 'Aw yeh... The Gringoes siezed 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 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 thousand points of light Cara de Pina - Muere! Muere! Cara de Pina - Muere! Muere! Corrupto! Asesino! Asesino! 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 as where Coca Cola got its name Yeh... Oh yeh... I promise, monsignor, you can trust me I'll even goon tour with David Crosby Yeh... Yeh... |
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