Management of Savagery - Richard Edwards, Margot And The Nuclear So And So's

Get me outta here, I’ve had enough of these punks

Vulgar children, lost with no women to love

Oh, and they need a mother

She’ll have fingertips that glow when the stars kiss 'em

She’ll have green teeth to chomp on religion

Oh, and she’ll be a killer of men

I believe

You’re gonna come

From the moon

Soon

To save our skin

I believe you’re gonna come

From the moon

She’ll sweat lemonade and cough when she moans

She’ll have black lungs to suck up testosterone

Oh, and I need a savior

Like that

I believe

You’re gonna come

From the moon

Soon

To save our skin

I believe

You’re gonna come

From the moon

Soon to save our skin

From the moon

Soon to save us…

Oh, and I believe

You’re gonna come

From the moon

Soon

To save our skin

I believe you’re gonna come

From the moon

Soon to save our skin

From the moon

Soon to save us…

Something is wrong!

Something is wrong!

I believe

You’re gonna come

I believe

That you’re gonna come!

I believe

You’re gonna come

From the moon

Soon

To save our skin

From the moon

Soon

To save our skin

From the moon

Soon

To save us…

Get me outta here, I’ve had enough