Written by Kevin McMahon
Performed by Lucky Pierre
1978-1988 Cassette Cover Image
I got a girl who's an actress
She's really only six years old
We think she's a vaudeville stripper
Cause she's always running 'round without clothes

I'm gonna lock her up in my bedroom
Treat her like she's 21
I'll offer her Quaalude's and dazzle flashcubes
I hope she thinks it's all in fun

Roman electric overload


Television city you asked to broadcast me
And it's hard to get a trial
At least a fair trial
The girl's preteen
She looks so sweet
She dropped her bobby socks just for me
There go my fantasies

But after all what are they all here for
If not to grow into luscious curves

All this sex and this violence comes from my TV
Your honor I beg your empathy
The evil isn't in me
Not in me
It's obviously a case of involuntary subliminal television intoxicated insanity
As far as I can see

After all what are we all here for
If not to get on each other's nerves
Am I on your nerves?

Look at all those men
They talk pretty but they don't got a head
They do it all for a ticket to bed
Tie the sexual noose
Tie the noose
They sound pretty but they don't got a head
They got a brain rottin' your dummy

You tell me it's cool to dress like a tramp in 10th century France
Break it down
It's just another romance
Break it
Break it

Too good to be true
I got a heaven but I don't got a hell
You got the chair gas in the chamber
You tell me I'm cruel
I tell you you're mad
And now it's up to you

It looks too good to leave alone
Too good