LYRICS

I’m feeling, feeling good
I’m waving to the prisoners the best I could
And there is one minute
Minute a mile
I’m fucking in the alley ways
You know my style

So come on
Let’s ride it, you do it well
Shed another tear for the boys in hell
And we drink El Topo, a case of rum
Talking to your elders with a broken thumb

Ahhh Julie, Julie
Wanna hit you with a frying pan
Ahhh Julie, Julie
Wanna hit you
Wanna hurt you
Wanna shoot you through a CAT scan

I am the mothman
I wanna eat right through your clothes
I wanna take you out for dinner
I’ll treat you good like an English rose

I’m feeling, feeling good
I’m waving to the prisoners the best I could
And there is one minute
Minute a mile
I’m fucking in the alley ways
You know my style

So come on
Let’s ride it, you do it well
Shed another tear for the boys in hell
And we drink El Topo, a case of rum
Talking to your elders with a broken thumb

Ahhh Julie, Julie
I’m dripping from your ivory hand
Ahhh Julie, Julie
Wanna hit you
Wanna hurt you
Wanna dress you up like mothman

Dress you up like mothman
Dress you up like mothman

I am the mothman
I wanna eat right through your clothes
I wanna take you out for dinner
I’ll treat you good like an English rose

I am the mothman
I control the insects
I am the mothman
I control the insects

I am the mothman
I wanna eat right through your clothes
I wanna take you out for dinner
I’ll treat you good like an English rose

I am the mothman
I wanna eat right through your clothes
I wanna take you out for dinner
I’ll treat you good like an English rose

I am the mothman
I am the mothman
I control the insects

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