Lyrics

[VlERSE 1]
Quality chewing gum at a price from past decades,
Taping moldy Fritos to the faces of the stormshine maids.
And that "thunder" is just clumsy Jesus Christ falling down the cloud stairs.
Ding-dong, bell's been ringing for so long that I broke all of our chairs.
[BRIDGE 1]
Put runs in my pantihose with your little bird beaks.
Your the bum that my Auntie chose; man, she is a word freak.
Pump air into your stereo, act like you never fukkin' care-ee-owed.
My house is haunted by a little man named Larry-ohhh...
[CHORUS]
We search the house top-to-bottom for that vagina-smell.
We all understand that Yosemite Sam is going to Hell.
The curved-cock warlock's got me under his spell.
It's time to go home, and watch some Kenan And Kel.
[VERSE 2]
What's wrong with a Roman King Kong? Is he slithering in the daytime?
Cheech and Chong talk to Don King's mom about the bigger thing on the gay mime.
Screaming Jeff kissed the whiskey half to death, while the air pandas fought over dirt piles.
Flabby Gabby gave some furniture to Abbey, and the
square bananas got under squirt files.
[BRIDGE 2]
Got turkey pox on my box; I must remember to clean that bike seat.
The etal fox got lost in Fort Knox - his copper member had the nickname "Excite Meat".
Rub-a-dub-dub, thanks for the sausage chub! Now my collection is nearly completed!
Hubba-hubba! Jump in the tubba with my Bubba! You, in the audience - please remain seated!
[CHORUS]
We search the house top-to-bottom for that vagina-smell.
We all understand that Yosemite Sam is going to Hell.
The curved-cock warlock's got me under his spell.
It's time to go home, and watch some Kenan And Kel.
[BRIDGE 3]
Sara Jenkins got her legs ripped off
By blackout-drunk Superman when he had a bad cough!
A wheel of breeze floated on the dirty knees of the rainbow at the top of the Alabama turnoff!
Save your frigid topaz for whatever Griffin has because he trades goods faster than card sharks!
I gave my husband oat grass, he ran into a Catholic Mass, and then he made fun of some five-legged aardvarks!..
[CHORUS]
We search the house top-to-bottom for that vagina-smell.
We all understand that Yosemite Sam is going to Hell.
The curved-cock warlock's got me under his spell.
It's time to go home, and watch some Kenan And Kel.
[OUTRO]
Gamma Ray can't determine how to say it's pretending.
Doesn't matter - it might as just well cut the chatter - world now ending.
My vagina needs mending.
The Bank Statement Of Life reads: "Payment Pending"...