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Red alert the Dairy Queen
To the Vatican from Panama
Yeah,

Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal
Hey, crash at your place for a while
Yeah,

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

Voodoo 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 mouse that roared bites the that feeds
cracks 20,000 whips
Yeah,

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

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

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

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

The place is surrounded, I can't get
Even the Stealth bomber
Just to prove fly

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cara de Pina,
Cara de Pina,

Ding dong, the witch is
warm up in Uncle Sam's bullpen
Cartoon boogeyman to keep scared
I believe every word 'cos the is too weird

Who framed Roger
Who framed Khaddafi blew up his kids
Nothing to do now but spill the
Florida I come
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,