I ain't a politician,I’m just a bad musician What you gonna do for me? Do you have the taste for sex and blood and hate Or really good LSD? I’d like to start a band with you I’ll sing and you can learn to play the tambourine Here’s an invitation, no time for hesitation Come and join my family
I live inside of you But you don’t belong to me I’m a reflection of you What’s my recipe?
A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical, Stirred with a bloody hand A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal And now I’m a mechanical man
I’ll give you the heads up Come on and get your legs up This is called ‘The Family Jam’ Together we’ll stay hidden away for Armageddon And stick it to the man
I live inside of you But you don’t belong to me I’m a reflection of you What’s my recipe?
A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical, Stirred with a bloody hand A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal And now I’m a mechanical man
Charlie:[laughs] “Watch this shit, woman! Gonna learn somethin’ right now”
Open up the curtains,then we’ll start a hurtin’ Come on let´s do the creppy-crawl The show´s about to go down Come on, I got the low-down Together we’ll make holywood fall
I live inside of you But you don’t belong to me I’m a reflection of you What’s my recipe?
I live inside of you But you don’t belong to me I’m a reflection of you You look at me and what do you see?
A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical, Stirred with a bloody hand A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal And now I’m a mechanical man
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