Hell in a Bucket

Well, I was drinkin' last night with a biker

And I showed him a picture of you

I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her"

Seemed like the least I could do

'Cause when he's chargin' his chopper

Up and down your carpeted halls

You will think me by contrast quite proper

Never mind how I stumble and fall

Never mind how I stumble and fall

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot

For a taste of your elegant pride

I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe

But at least I'm enjoying the ride

At least I'm enjoying the ride, yeah

At least I'm enjoying the ride, yeah

Now miss sweet little soft-core pretender

Somehow baby got hard as it gets

With her black leather chrome-spiked suspenders

Her chain and her whip and her pets

Well we know you're the reincarnation

Of the ravenous Catherine the Great

And we know how you love your ovations

And the Z-rated scenes you create, yeah

Z-rated scenes you create

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot

For a taste of your elegant pride

I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe

But at least I'm enjoying the ride

At least I'm enjoying the ride, yeah

At least I'm enjoying the ride

You analyze me, pretend to despise me

You laugh when I stumble and fall

There may come a day I will dance on your grave

Unable to dance, I will crawl across it

Unable to dance, I'll crawl, yeah

Unable to dance, I'll crawl, yeah

You must really consider the circus

'Cause it just might be your kind of zoo

I can't think of a place that's more perfect

For a person as perfect as you

And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely

'Cause I wouldn't know where to begin

But I know that you'll think of me only

When the snakes come marching in, yeah

When the snakes come marching in

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot