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Red alert from the Queen
To the from Panama City
Yeah,

Calling Pope Paul, ole buddy, ole pal
Hey, lemme crash at your place for a
Yeah,

I know I've shot your so full of holes
But you the guy who shot you
I'm persecuted, man, let me in, let me in
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

priestesses and interplanetary crack
I shall be released, thanks to my red
Dignity terrify and rule the streets
of the Smurfs tattooed on the sides of their jeeps

When the mouse that roared the elephant that feeds
Ringmaster cracks 20,000
Yeah,

All I did was the CIA
G.E. and Lockheed do every day
Yeah, ow

The Gringos all my pottery frogs
And teddy dressed in cammo fatigues
The Hitler by the Christmas tree
Save me, Tipper, blasting Bon Jovi at me, oh at me

priestesses and interplanetary crack
I be released, thanks to my red underwear
Sex with boys and in my chopper high in the sky
kinder, gentler bombs explode in a thousand points of light

Cara de Pina-Muere,
de Pina-Muere, muere
Cara de Pina-Muere,

The place is surrounded, I get away
Even sent the Stealth
to prove it'll fly

For Yankee teen anguish, use Face
As is where Coca Cola got its name
Yeah, oh yeah, oh

I promise, monsignor, you can me
I'll even go on tour David Crosby
Yeah,

Forgive me, kids, drugs my life
I'll even tell 'em, condoms you go blind
Yeah,

Blood thirsty cries of the people
Blood thirsty cries of the outside
Can't show my face, can't show my
Can't show my face or tear it away

Cara de Pina-Muere,
de Pina-Muere, muere
Corrupto,

Voodoo priestesses and crack
Hafta if this guy really exists
Who in right mind would pose for Time Magazine
Frosted thumb in mouth, slicing his cake with a machete

de Pina-Muere, muere
Cara de Pina-Muere,
de Pina-Muere, muere
Cara de Pina-Muere,

de Pina, corrupto
Cara de Pina,

Ding dong, the is dead
More warm up in Sam's bullpen
boogeyman to keep people scared
I believe word 'cos the truth is too weird

Who Roger Rabbit
Who Khaddafi then blew up his kids
Nothing to do now but spill the
Florida here I
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,