Using Helen's razor, never again,
She just slices her blade and says be my guest.
Once she voted labor, never again,
On the right it's a mess, on the left the same.
Fisticuffs with neighbors, wrecking the fence,
Well its heartache today, but at least we're friends.
And who will be you savior next?
Quick Daddy lock your daughter up from this stranger,
While we chase hideous monsters from flying saucers.
A message to the nation, send a request.
I would like to be treated with respect,
So who will be your savior next?
Quick Daddy lock your daughter up from this stranger,
While we chase hideous monsters from flying saucers.
We're lambs lead us to water,
We're lambs lead us slaughter.
Writer(s): Atkinson, Fish, Kennedy, Polley
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