Hellfudge

Album cover art for "Hellfudge" by Lard

Lard - Rock, Punk Rock

Hellfudge

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Duration: 5:04

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Lyrics

You never know when it says you gotta go (Hellfudge) To them cheap motels down in Baton Rouge (Hellfudge) Roll down the window of the limousine (Hellfudge) "I'll pay you fifteen bucks if you'll perform for me (Hellfudge) I ain't givin' you one penny more Gonna buy another TV station for the Lord" Hellfudge Hellfudge Can you imagine what it's like to have to flash and pose (Hellfudge) While a fat TV preacher sits and beats off in front of you? (Hellfudge) Same one who's so obsessed with with anti-smut crusades (Hellfudge) "Oh Lord, someone let the air out of my tires! (Hellfudge) I'm stuck with my pants down, red-handed in sin But with money like mine, the Lord always forgives—me!" Hellfudge Hellfudge Hellfudge Hellfudge When I'm dictator, you will all be under the thumb of Jesus The law of the bible is the law of the land Executions for witchcraft televised live at five All rock and roll is pornography And let's not forget that coed swimming—phooey! Promotes problems of the flesh Problems, the flesh Problems, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, I can't stand it anymore! Hellfudge Hellfudge Hellfudge Hellfudge My fundamentalist army's crackin' down full swirl (Hellfudge) Polyester suit Nazis will control the world (Hellfudge) If you think Khomeini is a step back in time (Hellfudge) Just wait 'til I decide what you read and who dies (Hellfudge) You think we're finished, boy, you must be queer We get a little stronger every year When I bilk your money I'm moral, man But I got a little problem, I just can't say no to that Hellfudge Hellfudge "So take off them clothes Slowly now, slowly And twitch your little pink flounder down there just like that Yeah, yeah, yeah, just like they do in all them smut rags I pretend I hate so much Now bite down real hard, bite down real- smile, slut! I own you! Look humiliated, try to cry Look humiliated, try to cry I despise you! I despise you so much I hate myself! Mm, mm, ooh! Ooh, tastes almost as good as one of them green bubblegum cigars Yeah, hellfudge... Whole lotta shakin' goin' on in here But don't tell my cousin, okay? Wooo! Goodness gracious, great balls of fire! Hellfudge! Woo!"

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  • Lard