Give me some antiseptic To wash this headache away Give me a syringe To inject the pain Give me something pretty I hope I'll never be I'd rather be creepy and very strange Give me a cake that I can mix and bake In a Betty Crocker oven that I will break
Bake it up and we will Stab Stab Stab Come on, don't be afraid We will make you Stab Stab Stab My world is evil but American made
Give me something easy that I can complicate Something healthy that I can infect Give me a mate in a crippled state With Halloween teeth that I can break
Bake it up and we will Stab Stab Stab Come on, don't be afraid We will make you Stab Stab Stab My world is evil but American made
Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it Burn the flag with a fag Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it Burn the flag with a fag Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it Burn the flag with a fag Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it Burn the flag with a fag
Bake it up and we will Stab Stab Stab Come on, don't be afraid We will make you Stab Stab Stab My world is evil but American made American made American grave in an American grave