Maduras on fire

    What are you talkin'?

I'm not a British explorer

  Those days are gone

I'm just happy to have four kinds 

Of Cap'n Crunch 

   And like the holy wars we cash our checks

   On butt plugs

   And messiah worship dreams

Not to be profane

But I'm just a human 

Trying to get by

Little kids are good

They don't want to kill anyone

   They don't wear ribbons 

And crowns like the "king of England"

Give me a break

A true king would renounce all that pomp