i'm gonna gitcha gitcha, i wanna lick ya lick ya
it's really interesting to watch me die
entice me, our railroad, escort me, to jail, ho
in parentheses an exodus that leaves with no fanfare
centered in pestilence avoiding the glare
of repetitious mongrel attache
tax the spherical maximize empirical sordid expression
to rock the genitalia of a princess, uh huh
for exactly 30 minutes!
cursing lovers and screaming boredom
and dreaming felt enough by demeaning the razors of ellis
ivy covers the trellis, laissez-faire no speaka spanish
i sent the prefect to prison
that's the matter of recourse, suck the stipend in sequence
fix the website so i can obtain a thousand new groupies to RAM
i need to ram a groupie, a-ram ram a groupie
so i can feel like a man
presents are wrapped on the ground
jesus and satan both approve of my sound
i'm leaving behind the rarities if you please
and i think i can cure your emo disease
so what's up? i've got a hundred bucks
can i get a blowjob and possibly a few used books
that's a prospect i accept cause i am officially bored as hell
there's a bed that we can use at the nearest motel
there's a cockatoo that whistles cause it's just as well
we'll be flailing and impaling and assailing til dawn
scamping dampening clamping like the claws of the prawn
it'll be an excursion in rampant perversion, perversion
perversion, perversion
nothing finer than shacking up with a miner
and by miner i don't mean under 18
i mean the kind that dig shit up for money
that's right a female miner would be preferred
but no qualified applicants will be deterred
from the position i need to fill
and that would be to suck my dill
the cat is on the grill
would you like some hardcore evidence of my awesomeness?
it's right in front of your face
would you like some hardcore evidence of my awesomeness
of my awesomeness of my awesomeness
it's no surprise that i'm planning your demise
cause i'm god, god, god, god, god, god, god, goddddddddd
but i need a new groupie to RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMM
i couldn't follow that chord change
i just want it to be known that i want to fucking ram a groupie
ram ram ram ram ram RAM RAAAAAM
i want to ram YOU whoever you are
if you're listening to this song then you'll know that i'm talking to you
because i am clairvoyant, i have a sixth sense
but it really doesn't make no sense no it don't
i see things in my mind, oh no
would you please proffer me some contraband
in the form of chemicals
i want to get high, i want to do lots of drugs and lick your eye
i want to suck on your eye, suck on your eye
i will suck on your EYE I WILL SUCK ON YOUR EYE
cause i am the speaker of the house
because i am the SPEAKER OF THE HOOOOOOOOUSE!!!