I ain't a politician I'm just a bad musician Whatcha gonna do for me?
Do you have a taste for Sex and blood and hate, or Really good LSD
I'd like to start a band with you I'll sing and you can Learn to play the tambourine
Here's an invitation No time for hesitation Come and join my family
I live inside of you But you don't belong to me I'm a reflection of you What's my recipe?
A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical, Stirred with a bloody hand A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal And now I'm a mechanical man
I'll give you the heads up Come on and get your legs up This is called the family jam
Together we'll stay hidden Away from Armageddon And stick it to the man
I live inside of you But you don't belong to me I'm a reflection of you What's my recipe?
A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical, Stirred with a bloody hand A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal And now I'm a mechanical man
[Lauging] \"Watch this shit woman... Gonna learn something right now...\"
Open up the curtains Then we'll start a hurtin' Come on lets do the creepy crawl The shows about to go down Come on I got the low down Together we'll make Hollywood fall
I live inside of you But you don't belong to me I'm a reflection of you What's my recipe?
I live inside of you But you don't belong to me I'm a reflection of you You look at me and what do you see?
A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical, Stirred with a bloody hand A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal And now I'm a mechanical man
A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical, Stirred with a bloody hand A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal And now I'm a mechanical man