PRELUDE (THE FAMILY TRIP)

There's no earthly way of knowing
Which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're rowing
Or which way the wind is blowing
Is it raining? Is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a-blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
All the fires of hell are glowing
Is the grisly reaper mowing
Yes! The danger must be growing
(faster! faster! faster! faster! faster!...)
For the rowers keep on rowing
And they're certainly not showing
Any signs that they are slowing!
Stop the boat!

CAKE AND SODOMY

I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck
I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck

Virgins sold in quantity,
Herded by heredity
Red neck burn out mid west mind,
"Who said date rape isn't kind?"

Porno nation, evaluation
What's this, time for segregation
Libido, libido fascination
Too much oral defecation

White trash get down on your knees,
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash get down on your knees,
Time for cake and sodomy

Time for cake and sodomy

Time for cake and sodomy

I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck

VCR's and vaseline,
Tv-fucked by plastic queens
Cash in hand and dick on screen,
Who said god was ever clean?

Bible-belt round anglio-waste,
Putting sinners in their place
Yeah, right, great if you're so good explain the shit stains on your face

White trash get down on your knees,
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash get down on your knees,
Time for cake and sodomy

Cunt fuckers!

White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy

Yeah!

Time for cake and sodomy
Time for cake and sodomy

LUNCHBOX

(Next mother fucker's gonna get my metal!)

Bring it down....

On we plow!

The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me, tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good goddamn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well

I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up I wanna be
So no one fucks with me, yeah!

I got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down
Wanna go out, gotta get out to the playground,
Gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out

Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker...

Pow, pow, pow!
pow, pow, pow!
pow, pow, pow!
pow, pow, pow!

I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up, I wanna be...
So no one fucks with me, yeah!

Yeah!

I wanna grow up,
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up, I wanna be...
So no one fucks with me, yeah!

I wanna grow up
I wanna be a big rock and roll star
I wanna grow up, I wanna be...
So no one fucks with me, yeah, yeah!

ORGAN GRINDER

I am the face of piss and shit and sugar
I do a crooked little dance with my funny little monkey
What I want, what I want is just your children
I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being

Caliopenis envy from your daddy
You're not gonna hear what he don't want to hear
What I say disgusts him
He wants to be me and that scares him
Lets do a funny little dance with my funny little monkey

The black keys

Here is my real head
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head

They try to blink me not to think me
Don't want to bring me out
I am the rotten teeth,
my fists are lined with suckers
My prison skin's an eyesore mirror sketch pad
I am your son, your dad, your fag
I am your fad

Here is my real head
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head

Here is my real head
Here is my real head
Here is my real head
Here is my real head

I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head
I wear this fucking mask because you cannot handle me
Here is my real head

CYCLOPS

(God is in his holy temple, God is in his holy temple...)

Cyclops woman got one eye in her head
Mascera-clotted vision she is fed
Cyclops woman can't see nothing at all
She got a pin prick spiral hole, yeah!
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all

Cyclops woman dying in her shell
Guilt got her trapped in, nailed in well
Cyclops woman is the eye of the world
Who's reflection's in the retina?

She can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all

Dilate, dilate

She can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all

Dilate, dilate

DOPE HAT

(The Great Hoodoo will perform a feet of prestidigitation!)

I peek into the hole
I struggle for control
The children love the show
But they fail to see the anguish in my eyes
Fail to see the anguish in my eyes

I scratch around the brim
I let my mind give in, yeah, yeah
The crowd begins to grin
But they seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes
Seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes
It's no surprise

Fail to see the tragic
Turn it into magic
My big top tricks will always make you happy
But we all know the hat is wearing me

My bag is in the hat
It's filled with this and that
My vision's getting fat
The rabbit's just a monkey in disguise
Stars and pills and needles dance before our eyes
They will bite the hand if it is slower than
The quickness of their scrutinizing eyes

Fail to see the tragic
Turn it into magic
My big top tricks will always make you happy
But we all know the hat is wearing me
Chicanery will always make you happy
But we all know the hat is wearing me

GET YOUR GUNN

Goddamn your righteous hand

I eat innocent meat
The housewife I will beat
The prolife I will kill
What you don't do I will
I bash myself to sleep
What you sow I will reap
I scar myself you see
I wish I wasn't me
I am the little stick
You stir me into shit
I hate, therefore I am
Goddamn your rightous hand

Goddamn! (lord)
Goddamn! (lord)
Goddamn! (lord)
Goddamn! (lord)
Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak
Selective judgements and goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me

I throw a little fit
I slit my teenage wrist
The most that I can learn
Is in records that you burn

Get your gunn
Get your gunn
Get your gunn
Get your gunn
Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak
Selective judgements and goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me
Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak
Selective judgements and goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me

I am the VHS
Record me with your fist
Want me to save the world
I'm just a little girl

Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak
Selective judgements and goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me
Pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak
Selective judgements and goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me

Get your gunn
Get your gunn
Get your gunn
Get your gunn...

Get!

WRAPPED IN PLASTIC

(hallelujah, hallelujah...)

Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake
To grow in our kitchens in the pies we bake
Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies
Twisting our guts make our spines to jelly

Stay
Stay, don't want to go now
Stay

Drove the children from their chores
Handcrafted housewives into whores
Fear of the beast is calling it near
Creating what we're hating, it's only fear that is here

Stay
Stay, don't want to go now
Stay