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I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, yes I am

I said, I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ

Ah, yeah

Y’know, he’s not housebroken

Still on the bottle

His little head

I wanna throttle

'Cause I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, yeah

Ah, there’s a screamin' demon hollerin' all over my rock’n’roll pad, ah yeah

He’s a bed-wettin' devil child who keeps callin' me dad

(Huh, man, I don’t know where he got that idea)

Yeah, the babysitter

They is a quitter

Child abuse, hey

Ain’t no use

'Cause I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, yes I am

I said, I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, yeah

Well, he wakes me up at six a. m

Says my body is a jungle gym, oh yeah

He’s a real whippersnapper

An incubus on speed

If he don’t stop yellin'

My ears are gonna bleed

He’s a little boy from hell

Don’t do nothin' that I say

Gonna drive to Arizona

Let him out to play

'Cause I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, yeah yeah yeah

I said, I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ

(Let's go to bridge)

You got yourself a mate

And the hour’s gettin' late

You’re thinkin' that maybe you wanna

Procreate

Then when I get home from work

And I open up the door

He’s got his momma-momma

Nailed to the floor

I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, ah yeah

I said, I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, yeah

He’s says that everything is «mine!»

And the other kids is scared

The cat and dog done vanished

And we don’t know where

He’s been expelled from preschool

For startin' up some riots

When he picked up that can of Drano, I said

«Boy, why don’t you try it»

Yeah, the neighbors moved away

And all the grass is dead

Now I done notice

Some little horns on his head

Yeah, I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, yeah aw yeah

I said, I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, yeah yeah yeah

All right, let’s go

I’m living with a three-foot Anti-Christ, woo!

Yeah, and pretty soon he’s gonna be a four-foot Anti-Christ

Man, that’s gonna be hard to deal with, y’know what I mean?

He’ll be a regular yard ape, y’know?

Maybe we get that boy a job or somethin'

Maybe we can get him to go to military school

Maybe like a paper route or somethin', y’know?

Hope he get married soon

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