Paul Barker - Pineapple Face lyrics

Red alert from the Dairy Queen To Vatican from Panama City Yeh, yeh Calling Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal Hey, lemme crash at your place for a while Yeh, yeh I know I've shot your priests full of holes But you forgave the guy who shot you I'm being persecuted, man Let me in, let me in Yeh, yeh Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack I shall be released, thanks to my red underwear Dignity battalions terrify and rule the streets Pictures of the Smurfs tattooed on the sides of their jeeps When the mouse that roared Bites the elephant that feeds Ringmaster cracks 20,000 whips Yeh, yeh All I did was double-cross the CIA G.E. and Lockheed do that every day Yeh, Aw yeh The Gringoes siezed all my pottery frogs And teddy bears dressed in camo fatigues The Hitler poster by the Christmas tree Save me, Tipper They're blasting Bon Jovi at me At me Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack I shall be released, thanks to my red underwear Sex with boys and girls in my chopper high in the sky When kinder gentler bombs Explode in thousand points of light Cara de Pina-Muere, muere Cara de Pina-Muere, muere Corrupto, asesino Asesino The Place is surrounded I can't get away Even sent the Stealth bomber Just to prove it'll fly For Yankee teen anguish Use Pineapple Face As American as where Coca Cola got its name Yeh, oh yeh I promise, monsignor, you can trust me I'll even go on tour with David Crosby Yeh, yeh Forgive me, kids, d** ruined my life I'll even tell 'em condoms make you go blind Yeh, yeh Bloodthirsty cries of the people outside Bloodthirsty cries of the people outside Can't show my face, can't show my face Can't show my face, or they'll tear it away Cara de Pina-Muere, muere Cara de Pina-Muere, muere Corrupto, asesino Asesino Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack Hafta wonder if this guy really exists Who in their right mind would pose for Time Magazine Frosted thumb in mouth, slicing his birthday cake with a machete Cara de Pina-Muere, muere Cara de Pina-Muere, muere Corrupto, asesino Asesino Ding dong the witch is dead More warm up in Uncle Sam's bullpen Cartoon boogeyman to keep people scared I believe every word 'cos the truth is too weird Who framed Roger Rabbit Who framed Khaddafi then blew up his kid Nothing to do now but spill the beans Florida here I come Yeh