you jerk it out And you jerk it out And you jerk it out And you jerk it out Oh baby don't you know you Really gotta jerk it out When you jerk it out
When I could finally say You jerk, you jerk You are such a jerk There are other words But they just don't work You jerk, you jerk You are such a jerk
so versatile my own place stay awhile we cant dance and we cant sing so we call it NEW JERK SWING everyones got their own damn thing this is it, NEW JERK
me. Some more defenses to surround me. A wall between the world and me, but that won't work. But I won't break it down because I'm such a jerk. I love
You Can be a jerk i could be a jerk too You can be a jerk I could be a jerk too You can be a jerk I could be a jerk too Attitude mean got 'em cryin' boo
make the decision to handle my own business Back and forth with the rhythm Till I make the jizm I'm a jerk I'm a jerk, if your a jerk How do it work
know it I ain't gonna work for no soul sucking jerk I'm gonna take it all back And I ain't saying jack I ain't gonna work for no soul sucking jerk I'
sunshine visits our new now world dogcatchers clockout counterfeiters pray pilgrams stranded on an asphalt artery without black fluid or a power source
I hope you're having fun Where's your uniform? Where's your gun? Better rub up that suntan oil 'Cause you'll be fighting in the desert It's not, Vietnam
Brown and white, enter the night Opposite sides of the street No one speaks, no one looks Their paths shall never meet An unsuspecting traveler Stranded
I went to see a rabbi But despite his advise I want an operation I will not father life Operation, operation Snip and tie, snip and tie Operation, operation
Can you grasp the situation? Or is it getting out of hand Riots, killing in the streets Over the color of a man Everybody looks the same With their head
{A medley-punk version of the following smashing pop-songs: Along Comes Mary Close To You Afternoon Delight Having My Baby Love Will Keep Us Together
glorified neurosis and a carload of explosives our doctor friend's just a wee bit fried ears to ghetto blasters, a prescription to disaster an all day
I don't smoke, I don't drink I don't ever have no fun anymore, you see I don't lose any sleep Worrying about the state of economy 'Cause the world is
Wilting flowers equate death Not what I'm about This war of wits like Vietnam Now I'm pulling out I need a lump of something So confused what I want
I read the mail today They're throwing me out of town There isn't anyway I get to stick around They took my stereo When I turned the volume up And when
good as dead, stays cool, the meat stays warm shit is coming on, read the signs, sound the alarms patty's killing mel senseless murder i can tell patty