There?s a monster in the toilet and he wants to eat your poo So you better hurry up because he?d just as soon eat you He?s coming, he?s coming, here he
Sun comes into my room I jump out a bed Go straight to the kitchen put some coffee on and toast some bread Brand new morning, gotta get going, Turn on
Sunday blue Walking along with my lover true And no one can wander the way we do One SoHo day in the rain Stop at a store display Linger a moment, then
Not long ago on one fine day in Flushing, Queens The month was May A day with more than normal count of smog The word went out to stay inside, from Tel
Maybe some day I?ll decide to stop thinking Get a job and achieve the approval of my neighbors Buy myself a beemer and a condo out in Vail Send my boys
Snow is falling in the city Past the windows which cast a glow Through the curtains, friends and flirtin? Christmas trees and mistletoe Snow keeps fallin
CHORUS I'm gonna piss on a hornet's nest I'm gonna piss on a hornet's nest I'm gonna piss on a hornet's nest I hope I don't get stung Everybody's tellin
Well, you found you a coon Tied him to a truck He was looking at your girl Yeah, he was looking for a ride But you showed that bitch, dintcha? Now tell
Your birthday is coming Don?t worry, I?m aware I?ve been trying to find you something Just to show how much I care But I just couldn't tell 'Til I bought
Meet Henry, our hero, as horny as you can get Sat down one Sunday night to make a mistress of the net He finally got the guts to click the link he?d always
There?s a rumor around that your love?s going down And you ain?t gonna stop it from dying If as you?ve said, it?s long since been dead Well how come your
CHORUS Is it wrong To want To be loved by someone as lovely as you (x2) I saw her sittin? ?cross a smoky room She appeared to be alone She had a face
My girlfriend got sick And she needed a few things But she couldn?t get out of her bed So she wrote me a list She sent me to the drugstore I went up to
So Lately you languish And angstful, you anguish For something to sweeten your day-to-day tea Your examine existence is rife with resistance You rot
To my dearest little sister, Sally Brown, it?s Charlie here A lot of things have happened since you skipped town For one, I?m queer, for about a year
The banana?s lookin? brown except for where I left that sticker And the spice rack is empty ?cept for cinnamon, salt and pepper The tea in the jar is
CHORUS: Keep your Jesus off my penis Keep your bible off my balls Keep your prayers out of my ears And your crosses off my walls You can keep the virgin
The traveler is tired, the sun will soon set I once was inspired, but why, I forget I?ve seen through the city and all that it's not Though really, I
