It's like that, when babygirl comes and goes on Snake bites and a hoop in her nose Like meeting Hades when she takes off your clothes Oh oh, biologoy never the same Sucks out the marrow 'till the bones remain She got me screaming out, I said I'm screaming out her name So shift me into gear, and get me outta here I wanna go on the run be your fugitive boy again Rip me out my skin, spin the wheel to win I wanna Showcase Showdown, in our two person hoedown again Satania Like that, baby bubbles like a volcano Tahu Nuva when I ride down her slopes Out of control the only life we know Liberation found entangled in her ropes Blackarachnia don't be let me go Play with your prey and work me like it's Taebo So shift me into gear, and get me outta here I wanna go on the run be your fugitive boy again Don't ransom me babe, I wanna be your slave So break me like dishes if that's what your wishes demand (Satania) It's like that, when babygirl comes and goes on Like meeting Hades when she takes off your clothes Biologoy's never the same with a Satania dame Satania - Satania

Well just because your were hips so exciting and the way you swayed was so damn inviting You got me fighting 3 AM thoughts of you So I'm inciting more pain to come through And still I find, you inside my dream time But I won't climb, kick or claw my way to you I was just needed once, single use love was the way it went Then you taught me, how to break a heart on my own So now my mind, is cluttered with your memory It's not that I'm lying, when passionless kisses meet new lips I'm only doing this, so that I forget The love with you that is never to be Single use lover, throw me away at the end Single use lover, forget being friends

I never thought I could paint in a brand new shade of gray I avoided the pain and the price is mine to pay Never wanted to play the game but now I'm too deep, I'm MLG Major League Gambling, will she love me or ruin my life We could be just like Nana and Kaoru Starry love in chains My heart for thee explodes like a Pinto The Bobcat through your window I'm bluer than a coffee shop, when it's break time for cops Need a Camaro with t-tops, to fit my ten gallon hat of teardrops Never one for Country but now I'm wailin', frankly hankin' along Hold the cheese because I'd rather die than to beg for love on my knees We could be just like Nana and Kaoru Dockin' under lock and key MS Paint us like Sonic and Amy Swing around Sexy Sadie Chimpanzee, when I fling my shit Hoping it sticks and makes it to my greatest hits Lovin' under dim lights - Basement crawling parasites Creatures of the night - Good or bad your love is right

Home Depot fables hit my hip on the table and sliced my hand on a willow Wood, no good, I'm cutting yews you see No skill cape will hide this pain so great Master Splinter energy Master Splinter inside of me Now just in case you didn’t see my face As I slid out the sewer by your place A hoarder home is my place to roam If you see me eating your books, leave me alone I’m no rat, I’m no rat I guess I just kind of look like that Master Splinter in my energy, Master Splinter throughout me Master Splinter, rodent dinner, just microwave me first Everyone want to know how I do a solo I tell 'em play back Frehley slow Vibrato in his finger tips Shaking like the words out of my lips Take a bit of Hendrix and a pinch of Van Halen Ernie Isley preciously for good measure Bend like this and that so merry But no matter what you do In end it's all Chuck Berry Duck walk this, baby!

Everybody in the art world knows The art police are always on patrol Their greatest pleasure is to bring on shame They love to catch you in your mistakes The eyes you drew are too far apart? (That’s ten years in jail) Bad anatomy? (You’re not getting bail) If you hear the squeal of wheels And sirens blaring loud You better crinkle up your drawings And throw them out ‘Cause… Here come the art police Straight to the scene of the crime If they had their way, we’d all be doing time Singin’ Wee-hoo-wee-hoo-wee-hoo They’re coming for you Wee-hoo-wee-hoo-wee-hoo They’re coming for you There isn’t much that you can do Once the art police have it in for you Suddenly you may receive an unexpected knock at your door… (Art Police! Open up!) The tiniest of errors, but still it’s enough For the art police to put your hands in cuffs They don’t care a bit that you tried your best Better plead the fifth, ‘cause you’re under arrest Your shading doesn’t make any sense? (A sentence for life) Messed up perspective? (A million in fines) If you hear the squeal of wheels And sirens blaring loud You better crinkle up your drawings And throw them out ‘Cause… Here come the art police Straight to the scene of the crime If they had their way, we’d all be doing time Singin’ Wee-hoo-wee-hoo-wee-hoo They’re coming for you Wee-hoo-wee-hoo-wee-hoo They’re coming for you Here come the art police Straight to the scene of the crime If they had their way, we’d all be doing time Here come the art police Straight to the scene of the crime If they had their way, we’d all be doing time