Red alert from the Dairy To the Vatican Panama City Yeah,
Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal Hey, crash at your place for a while Yeah,
I know I've your priests 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 battalions terrify and rule the streets Pictures of the Smurfs tattooed on the sides of their
When the that roared bites 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 bears dressed in cammo The poster by the Christmas tree me, Tipper, they're blasting Bon Jovi at me, oh at me
Voodoo and interplanetary crack I shall be released, thanks to my red Sex with boys and girls in my high in the sky When kinder, gentler bombs explode in a thousand points of
de Pina-Muere, muere Cara de Pina-Muere, de Pina-Muere, muere
The is surrounded, I can't get away Even sent the bomber to prove it'll fly
For Yankee anguish, use Pineapple 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 with Crosby Yeah,
Forgive me, kids, drugs ruined my I'll even tell 'em, condoms make you go Yeah,
Blood thirsty of the people outside Blood cries of the people outside Can't show my face, show my face Can't show my face or tear it away
Cara de Pina-Muere, Cara de Pina-Muere, Corrupto,
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary Hafta wonder if this guy really Who in their right mind would for Time Magazine Frosted thumb in mouth, slicing his birthday with a machete
Cara de Pina-Muere, Cara de Pina-Muere, de Pina-Muere, muere Cara de Pina-Muere,
Cara de Pina, de Pina, asesino
Ding dong, the is dead More warm up in Uncle bullpen Cartoon to keep people scared I believe every word the truth is too weird
Who framed Rabbit Who Khaddafi then blew up his kids to do now but spill the beans Florida here I Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,