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Red Alert from the Dairy QueenTo the Vatican from Panama CityYeh... Yeh...Calling Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole palHey - lemme crash at your place for a whileYeh... Yeh...I know I've shot your priests all full of holesBut you forgave the guy who shot youI'm being persecuted, manLet me in, let me inYeh... Yeh...Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crackI shall be released, thanks to my red underwearDignity Battalions terrify and rule the streetsPictures of the Smurfs tattooed on the sides of their jeepsWhen the mouse that roaredBites the elephant that feedsRingmaster cracks20,000 whipsYeh... Yeh...All I did was double-cross the CIAG.E. and Lockheed do that every dayYeh... 'Aw yeh...The Gringoes siezed all my pottery frogsAnd teddy bears dressed in cammo fatiguesThe Hitler poster by the Christmas treeSave me, TipperThey're blasting Bon Jovi at meAt meVoodoo priestesses and interplanetary crackI shall be released, thanks to my red underwearSex with boys and girls in my chopper high in the skyWhen kinder gentler bombsExplode in thousand points of lightCara de Pina - Muere! Muere!Cara de Pina - Muere! Muere!Corrupto! Asesino!Asesino!The place is surroundedI can't get awayEven sent the Stealth bomberJust to prove it'll flyFor Yankee teen anguishUse Pineapple FaceAs American as where Coca Cola got its nameYeh... Oh yeh...I promise, monsignor, you can trust meI'll even goon tour with David CrosbyYeh... Yeh..."Forgive me, kids, drugs ruined my life"I'll even tell 'em condoms make you go blindYeh... Yeh...Bloodthirsty cries of the people outsideBloodthirsty cries of the people outsideCan't show my face, can't show my faceCan't show my face, or they'll tear it awayCara de Pina - Muere! Muere!Cara de Pina - Muere! Muere!Corrupto! Asesino!Asesino!Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crackHafta wonder if this guy really existsWho in their right mind would pose for Time magazineFrosted thumb in mouth, slicing his birthday cake with a macheteCara de Pina - Muere! Muere!Cara de Pina - Muere! Muere!Ding dong the witch is deadMore warm up in Uncle Sam's bullpenCartoon boogeyman to keep people scaredI believe every word 'cos the truth is too weirdWho framed Roger RabbitWho framed Khaddafi then blew up his kidNothing to do now but spill the beansFlorida here I comeYeh...