Nothing is crueler than children who come from good homes
God"ll forgive them I guess but whose side are you on
Driving around the old town I remember it all
Dropping my lunchbox and tampax all over the hall
(And they said)
You are a socialist cokehead we know from your clothes
You are a Satanist worshipper, oh that"s evil!
Think you"re a poet a folksinger poseur nah-oh
A volleyball player you"ve got to be kidding us all
So we hide from the cunts on our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes from the dark side of the lawn
No-one can stop us the script is a work of genius
No-one has bought the rights yet but we"re not giving up
Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script
Directed by spielberg and starring the masochist club
Mary looked like hell
Stuck in that ridiculous shell
Oh, Give us some light and god"s pure love
We know what you"ve been dre
