Letras
So you can play on a fiddle
How's about a British jig and reel?
Speaking King's English in quotation
Steel head towns feeling the steel mills rust and
Water froze
In the generation
Clear as winter's ice
This is your paradise
There ain't no need for you
There ain't no need for you
Go straight to hell, boy
Go straight to hell, boy
You wanna play mind-crazed banjo
On the druggy-drag ragtime USA.?
In Parkland International
Hah! Junkiedom USA
Where procaine proves the purest rock man groove
And rat poison
The volatile Molatov says
"Lemme know your blood, bamboo kid"
It ain't Coca-Cola, it's rice
There ain't no need for you
There ain't no need for you
Go straight to hell, boy
Go straight to hell, boy
Y'wanna join in a chorus
Of the Amerasian blues?
When it's Christmas out in Ho Chi Minh City
Kiddie say "Papa, papa, papa, papa, papa-san take me home
See me got photo, photo, photograph
Of you and mamma, mamma-san
Of you and mamma, mamma-san"
There ain't no need for you
There ain't no need for you
Go straight to hell, boy (straight to hell, straight to hell)
Go straight to hell, boy (straight to hell, straight to hell)