Runnin' down a purple shallow, goin' down somewhere
Goin' down the alleyway, lookin' for a dead dog with a
custard pie
I am looking for a dildo in the sky
And if I find it soon, I think I'll call the Menendez
boys
Chorus:
Think I'll call the Menendez boys
Turnin' on the TV set––hypnotic neon queen
Rollin' underwater in a green narcotic dream
Buy a big baseball bat, then call up the Rubberman
In plastic frown, blow up this town, think I'll call the
Menendez boys
Chorus repeat x3
Coolin' out at Big 51, got a sleepin' bag and a new
canteen
Shave my body of every hair––rub me down with
amphetamine
Jump back in my rail––punchin' it I got spooked2
Remove tattoos, the Bel Air blues––think I'll call
the Menendez boys
Chorus repeat
Livin' on a crooked road––like a dust bowl refugee
Crawlin' on the freeway––cleanin' my teeth with
a barbecue comb
You can call me Sam, or you can bark my hole
And you can use my dick for a walkin' pole
Slattery has his wake––a boomer in my stash
An angle slide in Baltimore––Top 40 pederast
Everybody got another 'nother plan
Everybody got another 'nother land
Never never never never never never never!
Never never never!
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