Lyrics
They call me Shindig Johnny Punk
A regular ghost face peepshow funk
They call me Screaming Lord Dinosaur
Commander in chief of a voodoo war
They call me Mother Superior Joe
Broadcasting Casanova radio
They call me King Kong Raisin Bran
A fortified Hollywood Devil-man
Yeah, strapped behind the wheel of a flat-bed truck
A payload of a pussy and Peking Duck
High on the fumes and high on the gas
Rally round the girl with the skull on her ass
Check, check, can you hear that?
I can't, turn it up, I can't hear it
Check, check, alright that sounds good
That's good
They call me Mozart Gypsy Slave
Turning on the girls with a sonic waves
They call me Television Iron Face
Floating on a moon base in outer space
They call me Junk Flesh Pointy-ear
Laughing at an old crusty musketeer
They called me Dirty Pig Alley Dan
A Hollywood fast-talking Devil-man
Yeah, strapped behind the wheel of a flat-bed truck
A payload of a pussy and Peking Duck
High on the fumes and high on the gas
Rally round the girl with the skull on her ass
Ging-gang-gong, de-do, gong de laga-raga
Ging-gang-gong, de-do, gong de laga-raga
Ging-gang-gong, de-do, gong de laga-raga
Ging-gang-gong, de-do, gong de laga-raga
A robot must cheerfully go into self-destruction
If it is in order to follow an order
Or to save a human life
Uh, they call me Pentagram Peter Pan
A money making, uh, fuck it!
Okay just go to the class
Go to the class
Yeah, strapped behind the wheel of a flat-bed truck
A payload of a pussy and Peking Duck
High on the fumes and high on the gas
Rally round the girl with the skull on her ass
Ging-gang-gong, de-do, gong de laga-raga
Ging-gang-gong, de-do, gong de laga-raga
Ging-gang-gong, de-do, gong de laga-raga
Ging-gang-gong, de-do, gong de laga-raga
A robot must obey orders giving to it by qualified personnel