Saturday Night Holocaust
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β±οΈ 4:20 duration
π ID: 3846506
π Lyrics
There's a prefab building and a funny smell
Around the hills outside of town
Every now and then we wonder
But we shrug our shoulders and get back to work
There's a railroad there and trains go by
And there's people locked in cattle cars
And have you noticed the french fries at the A&W
Taste a little strange?
Go!
I drive down to the disco
Pompadour and pink lammΓ©
I bow and blow the doorman
He parts the chain, says "join the game"
A quick line in the girls room
To the bar for the electrodes
A coin into the right slit
Tape my temple, watch me go
Blacks are banned, except on the records
Oh, life's a cabaret
Like in Berlin, 1930
All I crave is my escape
Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
Run my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
Up and down your spandex ass
If I lit a match for you
You'd melt before my eyes
Come here, my pretty glow worm
You look so fine so dance with me
The fly-eye lights are throbbing
I'm burning up the floor
Whirling, twirling
Close my eyes, no faces judging me
But I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
Slip my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
Up and down your spandex ass
A Hitler youth in jogging suit
Smiling face band 'round his arm
Says, "line up, you've got work to do"
"We need dog food for the poor"
A scream bleats out, we're herded into lines
Customized vans wait outside
I'm getting scared of my new home
To Auschwitz condominiums we go, oh no
Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
Let my fingers down your dress
One more time
Around the hills outside of town
Every now and then we wonder
But we shrug our shoulders and get back to work
There's a railroad there and trains go by
And there's people locked in cattle cars
And have you noticed the french fries at the A&W
Taste a little strange?
Go!
I drive down to the disco
Pompadour and pink lammΓ©
I bow and blow the doorman
He parts the chain, says "join the game"
A quick line in the girls room
To the bar for the electrodes
A coin into the right slit
Tape my temple, watch me go
Blacks are banned, except on the records
Oh, life's a cabaret
Like in Berlin, 1930
All I crave is my escape
Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
Run my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
Up and down your spandex ass
If I lit a match for you
You'd melt before my eyes
Come here, my pretty glow worm
You look so fine so dance with me
The fly-eye lights are throbbing
I'm burning up the floor
Whirling, twirling
Close my eyes, no faces judging me
But I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
Slip my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
Up and down your spandex ass
A Hitler youth in jogging suit
Smiling face band 'round his arm
Says, "line up, you've got work to do"
"We need dog food for the poor"
A scream bleats out, we're herded into lines
Customized vans wait outside
I'm getting scared of my new home
To Auschwitz condominiums we go, oh no
Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
Let my fingers down your dress
One more time
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:25.50] There's a prefab building and a funny smell
[00:38.51] Around the hills outside of town
[00:51.72] Every now and then we wonder
[01:00.63] But we shrug our shoulders and get back to work
[01:14.39] There's a railroad there and trains go by
[01:25.98] And there's people locked in cattle cars
[01:37.27] And have you noticed the french fries at the A&W
[01:51.95] Taste a little strange?
[02:01.20] Go!
[02:06.33] I drive down to the disco
[02:07.84] Pompadour and pink lammΓ©
[02:10.46] I bow and blow the doorman
[02:12.69] He parts the chain, says "join the game"
[02:14.98] A quick line in the girls room
[02:16.80] To the bar for the electrodes
[02:18.89] A coin into the right slit
[02:21.96] Tape my temple, watch me go
[02:23.34] Blacks are banned, except on the records
[02:29.89] Oh, life's a cabaret
[02:31.49] Like in Berlin, 1930
[02:34.83] All I crave is my escape
[02:36.20] Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
[02:38.56] And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
[02:40.40] Run my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
[02:44.17] Up and down your spandex ass
[02:53.79] If I lit a match for you
[02:55.74] You'd melt before my eyes
[02:58.20] Come here, my pretty glow worm
[03:00.11] You look so fine so dance with me
[03:02.49] The fly-eye lights are throbbing
[03:04.41] I'm burning up the floor
[03:06.52] Whirling, twirling
[03:08.20] Close my eyes, no faces judging me
[03:15.33] But I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
[03:17.15] And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
[03:19.00] Slip my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
[03:21.42] Up and down your spandex ass
[03:28.72] A Hitler youth in jogging suit
[03:34.35] Smiling face band 'round his arm
[03:36.62] Says, "line up, you've got work to do"
[03:39.96] "We need dog food for the poor"
[03:41.20] A scream bleats out, we're herded into lines
[03:45.09] Customized vans wait outside
[03:46.35] I'm getting scared of my new home
[03:47.68] To Auschwitz condominiums we go, oh no
[03:56.59] Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
[04:03.95] And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
[04:09.54] Let my fingers down your dress
[04:13.24] One more time
[04:18.74]
[00:38.51] Around the hills outside of town
[00:51.72] Every now and then we wonder
[01:00.63] But we shrug our shoulders and get back to work
[01:14.39] There's a railroad there and trains go by
[01:25.98] And there's people locked in cattle cars
[01:37.27] And have you noticed the french fries at the A&W
[01:51.95] Taste a little strange?
[02:01.20] Go!
[02:06.33] I drive down to the disco
[02:07.84] Pompadour and pink lammΓ©
[02:10.46] I bow and blow the doorman
[02:12.69] He parts the chain, says "join the game"
[02:14.98] A quick line in the girls room
[02:16.80] To the bar for the electrodes
[02:18.89] A coin into the right slit
[02:21.96] Tape my temple, watch me go
[02:23.34] Blacks are banned, except on the records
[02:29.89] Oh, life's a cabaret
[02:31.49] Like in Berlin, 1930
[02:34.83] All I crave is my escape
[02:36.20] Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
[02:38.56] And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
[02:40.40] Run my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
[02:44.17] Up and down your spandex ass
[02:53.79] If I lit a match for you
[02:55.74] You'd melt before my eyes
[02:58.20] Come here, my pretty glow worm
[03:00.11] You look so fine so dance with me
[03:02.49] The fly-eye lights are throbbing
[03:04.41] I'm burning up the floor
[03:06.52] Whirling, twirling
[03:08.20] Close my eyes, no faces judging me
[03:15.33] But I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
[03:17.15] And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
[03:19.00] Slip my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
[03:21.42] Up and down your spandex ass
[03:28.72] A Hitler youth in jogging suit
[03:34.35] Smiling face band 'round his arm
[03:36.62] Says, "line up, you've got work to do"
[03:39.96] "We need dog food for the poor"
[03:41.20] A scream bleats out, we're herded into lines
[03:45.09] Customized vans wait outside
[03:46.35] I'm getting scared of my new home
[03:47.68] To Auschwitz condominiums we go, oh no
[03:56.59] Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
[04:03.95] And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
[04:09.54] Let my fingers down your dress
[04:13.24] One more time
[04:18.74]