Somebody hold their hands out
‘Cause my mind has gone
I’m walking through all the debris
‘Cause my kind have gone
Looking care free

Mop up your eggs and bacon
With your silver spoon
I saw you pay out Medusa
In the dungeon room
Looking care free

You’ve got it on the brain
Go pop your cherry down grope cunny lane
Crowds chanting
King of Spain
You’ll lose your mind down in grope cunny lane

Go get the local doctor
And let’s have some fun
I hope I avoid the papers
On my prison run
Can I watch you?

Bank robber
City boy
Dancing around and jumping for joy
Brother, teacher
King of Spain
You’ll lose your mind down in grope cunny lane