Daddy

I Want to Be An Addict
I Want to Be a Whore
I Want to Be a Headcase
With no Apparent Cure
I Want Not to Be Responsible
For the Things I Do and Say
To Be Considered a Mad Genius
For the Idiots I Blow Away

I'm All Up in This Girl Whose
Husband Is a Cop
Should I Stop

Hell No
Hell No

I Want to Be Eccentric in The
Hughsian
Sense of the Word
I Want to Be Cooked Up and Filleted
Never to Be Served
I Want to Carry Out Coups
Military and the Like
To Kidnap Royal Daughters From
Big Palaces At Night
I Want to Do the Things
They Say Can Never Be Done
I Want to Pass Every Lesser Car
In My Lemans Prepped Mclaren F1

I'm All Up in This Girl Whose
Husband Is a Cop
Should I Stop

Hell No

Should I Stop

Hell No

But I Think I'm Being Followed
I Get All Skitchy It's Hard
To Swallow
Maybe I'm Just Wallowing
In Self Pity
Maybe It's Just This Psycho City
Or the Fact That She's So
Fucking Pretty

I Want the Dealers to Roll
Me Fatties
Pimps Pick Me Up in Their In-the-
Mud Caddies
Thugs Lay Down Their Gatties and
Battles
I Want Every Last Motherfucking
Bad Guy to Call Me Daddy

Who's Your Daddy

You Can Call Me Daddy