Lyrics

My daddy was a snakehandler I'm a' gonna be one too Big fuzzy head I've lived in a shed away from you You drag me into town You little mutant clown-burgoo I escaped and ran away Now yer gonna pay You better run I'm havin' fun Comin'after you You better run I'm havin' fun Now yer part of the street Kiss my feet Now yer part of the street Kiss my feet I'm gonna hotwire a steamroller I'm gonna come after you Bury you up to yer neck Roll over yer head, yer through You made my life a livin' hell Soon you'll have that deathly smell Got the lord on my side Try to run and hide I'll find you You better run I'm havin' fun Comin'after you You better run I'm havin' fun Now yer part of the street Kiss my feet Now yer part of the street Kiss my feet Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah I'm gonna foil yer master plan Now I'm gonna be the man Guess what I'll have to do I'll turn you into Bar-B-Q Now's the time to sing a song Do you want to sing along? Hindu Lindu Squaw Wah Pig A chair on a macaroon dome soup Runaway Yeah
Writer(s): Blaine Cartwright, Joseph Scott Luallen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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