| This is the story of the one-eyed wolf
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| Called the honey of super doom
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| She rode her five legged beast
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| In a mirrored bikini right out of the womb
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| They chased each other with the steam and knives
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| Screaming «oil is in my veins!»
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| And then she grabbed a big old pipe
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| And smoked up some fine old monkey brains
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| Get on it!
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| Now some say that one-eyed wolf
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| Owned midget who was almost ten feet tall
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| He spray-painted «UFO's are REAL»
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| In the rubble of the Berlin wall
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| So finally on that fateful day they went looking for a Superman
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| Singing «I'm gonna get my twenty bucks and vacation in Japan»
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| Look out!
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| Well everybody, everybody, everybody’s fucking in a UFO
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| Well everybody, everybody, everybody’s fucking in a UFO
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| Get up! |
| x5
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| Now every night this wolf
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| Comes a peeping through through filthly glory holes
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| He’s pounding on a rubber bat and a big old jelly roll
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| I said «look to the skies I think I saw a spaceship ready to feast»
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| But all they had was jizz on the walls
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| And bones of a mangled priest
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| Look out!
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| Now baby doll what do you say
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| When the spacemen comes to town
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| I think he’s got a one-track mind
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| And he likes to boogie down
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| So in the end all that she did was murder metropolis
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| And show us big «fuck the world» carved right onto her chest
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| Look out!
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| Well everybody, everybody, everybody’s fucking in a UFO
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| Well everybody, everybody, everybody’s fucking in a UFO
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| Get up! |
| x5 |