Well son of a bitch, dog gone it, the flea has flown it’s bonnet, now the flies are gathering on it, come on baby light my fire

Oh Reese's Pieces Jesus, please don’t ever leave us, cuz who’ll be left to lead us to our own Private Idaho?

I am your cheap thrill, your oil spill, spilled all over the Verizon bill. I am a garden variety kosher dill do you believe in life after love?

I’ve got your picture in my locket and a hole in my front pocket, don’t try it till you knock it, like my dreams red gold and green.

But I’m tangled in your fairy lights, and I’m snared between awkward delights, I think things might get a little weird tonight but I swear I comply with National Standards

And oh my God I feel fantastic; so fucking fantastic. Rashes, fascists. We all fall down

Bus-fulls of lustful pustules, hair-trigger combustible, a grape jelly Uncrustable come tiptoe through the tulips with me.

I’m Mr. Spock, the cock of the walk, cock of the athletic-sock, oh up and down the city block, take me home, country roads

If we sacrifice the sister, the church won’t even miss her, cuz they’ve all already kissed her in an octopus’ garden with you.

A Gary Coleman impersonator was swallowed by an alligator, a professional mini-masticator, like a virgin, touched for the very first time

But I’m tangled in your fairy lights, and I’m snared between awkward delights, I think things might get a little weird tonight but detailed descriptions are available upon request

And oh my God I feel fantastic; So fucking fantastic .Rashes, fascists. We all fall down

The belts are all re-buckling from all of the cuckolding ducklings, as the lonely, late-night trucker sings: Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me. For me. For me.

And oh my God I feel fantastic; So fucking fantastic. Rashes, fascists, forty lashes, helicopter crashes, perfect matches, greener grasses, Edelweiss, Edelweiss, Edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever