Lard

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  • Lard Lard - Hellfudge Lyrics

           

    You never know
    When it says you gotta go

    Hellfudge

    To them cheap motels down in Baton Rouge

    Hellfudge

    Roll down the window of the limousine

    Hellfudge

    I'll pay you fifteen bucks if you perform for me (No more)

    Hellfudge

    I ain't givin' you one penny more
    Gotta buy another TV station for the Lord

    Hellfudge

    Can you imagine what it's like
    To have to flash and pose

    Hellfudge

    While a fat preacher
    Sits and beats off in front of you

    Hellfudge

    Same one who's so obsessed with
    With anti-smut crusades (fancy that)

    Hellfudge

    Oh Lord,
    Someone let the air out of my tires

    Hellfudge

    I'm stuck-with my pants down
    Red handed in sin
    But with money like mine
    The Lord always forgives me

    When I'm dictator
    You will ALL
    Be under the iron thumb of Jeezus
    The law of the land
    Executions for witchcraft
    Televised live at five

    All Rock and Roll is pornography
    That mixed coed swimming-phooey
    I tell ya
    It promotes problems of the flesh
    Problems of the flesh
    The flesh
    The flesh
    The flesh
    I can't stand it anymore
    My fundamentalist army's
    Crackin' down full swirl

    Hellfudge

    Polyester suit nazis
    Will control the world

    Hellfudge

    If you think Khomeini
    Is a step back in time

    Hellfudge

    Just wait til I decide
    What you read and who dies

    Hellfudge

    You think we're finished
    Boy, you must be queer
    We get a little stronger
    Every year
    When I bilk your money
    I'm moral, man
    But I got a little problem
    I just can't say no
    To that Hellfudge

    So take off them clothes
    Slowly now, slowly
    And twitch your little flounder just like that
    Yehhhh, Just like they do

    In all the smut rags I pretend to hate so much
    Bite down real hard
    Smile slut
    I own you, Look humiliated, try to cry
    I despise you so much I hate myself
    Mmmmmm
    Tastes almost as good
    As one of them green bubblegum cigars
    Yeh! Hellfudge
    There's a whole lotta Shakin' goin' on in here
    But don't tell my cousin, ok
    Yeeeeh
    Great Balls 'o' Fire
    Hellfudge

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