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Electric Uncle Sam: I AM THE PLAN, I AM THE MAN WHO TELLS YOU WHAT AND WHEN YOU CAN I'M THE OLD ONE THAT TORMENTS YOU I AM THE VOICE THAT TELLS YOU TO
DON'T GET CAUGHT WITH YOU FINGERS IN MY PIE MESS WITH ME AND BOY YOU'RE SURELY GONNA' dIE IF EVER YOUR'RE IN DOUBT ABOUT WHO OR WHERE I AM I'M HERE, I'M THERE, I'M EVERYWHERE I AM YOUR UNCLE SAM
ELECTRIC UNCLE SAM
YOU BEG ME PLEASE ON BENDED KNEES NOT TO SIT AMONG THE ENEMIES IF YOU FEEL LIKE YOU WANNA DANCE THEN STEP ASIDE AND TAKE A CHANCE
DON'T GET CAUGHT WITH YOU FINGERS IN MY PIE MESS WITH ME AND BOY YOU'RE SURELY GONNA' DIE IF EVER YOUR'RE IN DOUBT ABOUT WHO OR WHERE I AM I'M HERE, I'M THERE, I'M EVERYWHERE I AM YOUR UNCLE SAM
ELECTRIC UNCLE SAM
Natural Joe THERE'S A BOY OUT 'LUMA WAY NAMED JOE EUEGENE HE'S ONE MELLOW ASS SON OF A BITCH-A
HE LOVES HIS WHEAT GRASS AND COLD BEAN CURD HE'S ONE HEALTHY ASS SON OF A BITCH-A
BUT LATE AT NIGHT HE SNEAKS ON DOWN TO THE LIQUOR STORE FOR A BOTTLE OF SHEEP DIP
NATURAL JOE GOT AN EASY FLOW WHEREVER HE GOES THEY SAY "HERE COMES JOE"
JOE'S HE'S A HAPPY MAN AND HE WON'T DO YOU WRONG HE'S ONE RESPECTABLE SON OF A BITCH-A
NOW JOE AIN'T NO PATRIARCH BUT HE'S SMOOTH WITH THE GIRLS HE AIN'T NO CHAUVINISTIC SON OF A BITCH-A
BUT LATE AT NIGHT HE SNEAKS ON DOWN TO THE PORNO STORE FOR A LITTLE BIT OF...
NATURAL JOE HE'S HANGIN' LOW WHEREVER HE GOES THEY SAY "HERE COMES JOE"
THERE'S A BOY OUT 'LUMA WAY NAMED JOE EUGENE HE'S ONE MELLOW ASS SON OF A BITCH-A
HE DON'T LIKE FIREARMS HE DON'T OWN KNIVES HE'S ONE PACIFISTIC SON OF A BITCH-A
BUT LATE AT NIGHT HE EASES ON DOWN TO THE VIDEO STORE FOR A LITTLE BIT OF .....
NATURAL JOE GOT AN EASY FLOW WHEREVER HE GOES THEY SAY "HERE COMES JOE"
NATURAL JOE LOOKIN SLOW AND LOW LOOK THERE HE GOES NATURAL JOE
Lacquer Head SOMETIMES BORED SOMETIMES LONELY PIMLE FACED AND RATHER HOMELY HE WASN'T MUCH FOR SOCIALIZIN' THE TV KEPT A MESMERIZIN'
IN ONE EAR AND OUT THE OTHER PICKED UP A TRICK FROM HIS OLDER BROTHER GOT HIM A CAN OF SNIFFIN' SAUSE PINNED HIS MIND UPON THE CROSS
LACQUER HEAD KNOWS BUT ONE DESIRE LACQUER HEAD SETS HIS SKULL ON FIRE LACQUER HEAD KNOW NO IN BETWEENS HUFFIN' ON BAGS ON GASOLINE
SNIFFIN' PAINT SINCE THE SEVENTH GRADE SHE WAS HIGH ON GIN AND GATORADE ON TURPENTINE SHE LOST HER LUCK FELL IN FRONT OF A SPEEDING PICK-UP TRUCK
HE WAS A BOY OF SOFT DEMEANOR AND HE LOVED HIS CARBURETOR CLEANER THE VAPOR MADE A SWEET AROMA HE SNIFFED HIMSELF INTO A COMA
LACQUER HEAD FEEDS HIS ONE DESIR LACQUER HEAD SETS HIS BRAIN ON FIRE LACQUER HEAD KNOWS NO IN BETWEENS HUFFIN ON BAGS OF GASOLINE
KEEP ON SNIFFIN' TILL YER BRAIN GOES POP
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