Walking down the highway
I've got the Staff of Ra in my hand
Gotta see some people
Gonna making sure that they understand
Baby's got a fuzz box
I think that she should use it now
Get this fucking bus in the air
I need me some chow
The turbine's running and the moon is down
Jolly Jack K is gonna nuke this town
Baby's got a fuzz box
I think she gonna use it now
Come on, superstar
Won't you throw this old dog a bone?
I would hate to think of Venus
Spending her nights alone
But I can think of easier ways
Of paying my dues
Choking on my chicken
Singing 21st century blues
The man with the plan
Yes, he's always yanking on my wire
I got three words for you now
Perish in fire
Frustrated, medicated
Talk-a-streak American girls
I love them in the tar pit
I love them till the end of the world
Come on, superstar
Won't you throw this old dog a bone?
I would hate to think of Venus
Spending her nights alone
Oh, I can think of easier ways
Of paying my dues, yeah, yeah
Choking on my chicken
Singing 21st century blues
The man with the plan
Yes, he's always yanking on my wire
I got three words for you now
Perish in fire, perish in fire, baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah