I was sittin home on the west end Watchin cable tv with a female friend We were watchin the news, the worlds in a mess The poor and the hungry, a world in distress Herpes, aids, the middle east at full throttle Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle And while youre at it, check whats in the batter Make sure that candys in the original wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter Make sure that candys in the original wrapper Reagan says abortions murder While hes looking at cardinal oconnor Look at jerry falwell louis farrakhan Both talk religion and the brotherhood of man They both sound like they belong in teheran Watch out, theyre goin full throttle Better check that sausage, before you stick it in the waffle And while youre at it better check, whats in the batter Make sure that candys in the original wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter Make sure that candys in the original wrapper White against white, black against jew It seems like its 1942 The baby sits in front of mtv Watching violent fantasies While dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport Only to find his heroes are all coked up Classic, original, the same old story The politics of hate in a new surrounding Hate if its good and hate if its bad And if this all dont make you mad Ill keep yours and Ill keep mine Nothing sacred and nothing divine Father, bless me, were at full throttle Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle And while youre at it better check that batter Make sure the candys in the original wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter Make sure that candys in the original wrapper, hey, hey I was born in the united states And I grew up hard but I grew up straight I saw a lack of morals and a lack of concern A feeling that theres nowhere to turn Yippies, hippies and upwardly mobile yuppies Dont treat me like Im some dumb lackey cause the murderer lives while the victims die Id much rather see it an eye for an eye A heart for a heart, a brain for a brain And if this all makes you feel a little insane Kick up your heels, turn the music up loud Pick up your guitar and look out at the crowd, and say, - - "dont mean to come on sanctimonious But lifes got me nervous and little pugnacious Lugubrious so I give a salutation And rock on out to beat really stupid Ohh, poop, ah, doo and how do you do Hip hop gonna bop till I drop." Watch out world, comin at you full throttle Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle And while youre at it better check that batter Make sure the candys in the original wrapper Hey, hey, pitcher, better check that batter Make sure the candys in the original wrapper Hey, pitcher, better check that batter Make sure the candys in the original wrapper, hey, hey, hey
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