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Red alert from the Queen
To the Vatican from City
Yeah,

Calling John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal
Hey, lemme crash at your 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,

priestesses and interplanetary crack
I be released, thanks to my red underwear
battalions terrify and rule the streets
Pictures of the tattooed on the sides of their jeeps

When the mouse that roared bites the elephant feeds
Ringmaster cracks 20,000
Yeah,

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

The Gringos seized all my pottery
And teddy bears dressed in cammo
The poster by the Christmas tree
Save me, Tipper, they're blasting Bon at me, oh at me

Voodoo and interplanetary crack
I shall be released, to my red underwear
Sex with boys and girls in my high in the sky
When kinder, bombs explode in a thousand points of light

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

The place is surrounded, I get away
Even the Stealth bomber
Just to prove fly

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

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

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

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

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

Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary
Hafta wonder if guy really exists
Who in their right mind would pose for Magazine
Frosted thumb in mouth, slicing his birthday cake a machete

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

Cara de Pina,
de Pina, asesino

Ding dong, the is dead
More warm up in Uncle bullpen
Cartoon boogeyman to people scared
I every word 'cos the truth is too weird

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