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    Red alert from the Dairy Queen
    To Vatican from Panama City
    Yeh, yeh

    Calling Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal
    Hey, lemme crash at your place for a while
    Yeh, yeh

    I know I've shot your priests full of holes
    But you forgave the guy who shot you

    I'm being persecuted, man
    Let me in, let me in
    Yeh, yeh

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

    When the mouse that roared
    Bites the elephant that feeds
    Ringmster cracks
    20,000 whips
    Yeh, yeh

    All I did was double-cross the CIA
    G.E. and Lockheed do that every day
    Yeh, Aw yeh

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    The Gringoes siezed all my pottery frogs
    And teddy beaars dressed in cammo fatigues
    The Hitler poster by the Christmas tree
    Save me, Tipper
    They're blasting Bon Jovi at me
    At me

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

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

    The Place is surrounded
    I can't get away
    Even sent the Stealth bomber
    Just to prove it'll fly
    For Yankee teen anguish
    Use Pineapple Face
    As American as where Coca Cola got its name
    Yeh, oh yeh

    I promise, monsignor, you can trust me
    I'll even goon tour with David Crosby
    Yeh, yeh
    Forgive me, kids, drugs ruined my life
    I'll even tell 'em condoms make you go blind
    Yeh, yeh

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

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

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

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

    Ding dong the witch is dead
    More warm up in Uncle Sam's bullpen
    Cartoon boogeyman to keep people scared
    I believe every word 'cos the truth is too weird
    Who framed Roger Rabbit
    Who framed Khaddafi then blew up his kid

    nothing to do now but spill the beans
    Florida here I come
    Yeh

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