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Straight To Hell Lyrics
If you can play on the fiddle How's about a British jig and reel? Speaking
King's English in quotation As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust water
froze In the generation Clear as winter ice This is your
paradise
There ain't no need for ya Go straight to hell
boys
Y'wanna join in a chorus Of the Amerasian blues? When it's
Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City Kiddie say papa papa papa papa-san take me
home See me got photo photo Photograph of you Mamma Mamma
Mamma-san Of you and Mamma Mamma Mamma-san Lemme tell ya 'bout your blood
bamboo kid. It ain't Coca-Cola it's rice.
Straight to hell Oh
Papa-san Please take me home Oh Papa-san Everybody they wanna go
home So Mamma-san says
You wanna play mind-crazed banjo On the
druggy-drag ragtime U.S.A.? In Parkland International Hah! Junkiedom
U.S.A. Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove and rat
poison The volatile Molatov says-
PSSST... HEY CHICO WE GOT A
MESSAGE FOR YA... VAMOS VAMOS MUCHACHO FROM ALPHABET CITY ALL THE WAY A
TO Z, DEAD, HEAD
Go straight to hell
Can you really cough it up
loud and strong The immigrants They wanna sing all night long It could
be anywhere Most likely could be any frontier Any hemisphere No man's
land and there ain't no asylum here King Solomon he never lived round
here
Go straight to hell boys
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