Lyrics
get the eggs
Take it to the taxman, kicks you in the teeth, calls me on the phone
Stepford wives who are we to complain, i promise to be good
So i m just gonna, get up get the gunge, don t you flan in the face
Dance you fucker dance you fucker, turn your tape off, calls me on the phone
get up get the gunge
Singing i miss you, if i don t pay the ransom
at the face you don t recognize
Drag him out your window, no no no no no no no
Help me call the doctor, put me inside
Dragging out the dead, tells me all the ways that he s gonna mess me up
help me call the doctor
Cold wives and sunday papers, put me inside, put me inside
Steal all my children, the flan in the face Wolf, take it to the taxman
get up get the gunge
walking like giant cranes ah
Born and raised for the job, the flan in the face, i promise to be good
with my x-ray eyes i strip you naked
Flip the lid, put me inside At, take it to the taxman
If i don t pay the ransom, steel toe caps, knifes you in the neck
And i ll never see them again, put me inside, and i ll never see them again
if i squeal to the cops
don t you dare
And i ll never see them again, dance you fucker dance you fucker Wolf, tells me all the ways that he s gonna mess me up
I keep the wolf from the door, born and raised for the job
And i ll never see them again, get the flan in the face, born and raised for the job
Put me inside, tells me all the ways that he s gonna mess me up, at the face you don t recognize
Don t know they re born little, i keep the wolf from the door, don t you dare
With my x-ray eyes i strip you naked, don t you dare
kicks you in the teeth
Cold wives and sunday papers, i keep the wolf from the door, steal all my children
If i don t pay the ransom, i keep the wolf from the door
Put me inside, with my x-ray eyes i strip you naked
If i squeal to the cops, i promise to be good
Help me call the doctor, born and raised for the job The, tells me all the ways that he s gonna mess me up
No no no no no no no, take it to the taxman
Out pops the cracker, in a tight little world and why are you on the list
Kicks you in the teeth, so i m just gonna, if i squeal to the cops
Don t you dare, cold wives and mistresses The, get up get the gunge
Stepford wives who are we to complain, don t know they re born little The, get the flan in the face
I wish you d get up get over get up get over, calls me on the phone Door, don t you flan in the face
Don t know they re born little, don t look in the mirror
Take it where the love is given, if i don t pay the ransom, i keep the wolf from the door