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I was sittin' home on the West End

Watchin' cable TV with a female friend

We were watchin' the news, the world’s in a mess

The poor and the hungry, a world in distress

Herpes, AIDS, the Middle East at full throttle

Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle

And while you’re at it — check what’s in the batter

Make sure that candy’s in the Original Wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure that candy’s in the Original Wrapper

Reagan says abortion’s murder

While he’s looking at Cardinal O’Connor

Look at Jerry Falwell Louis Farrakhan

Both talk religion and the brotherhood of man

They both sound like they belong in Teheran

Watch out, they’re goin' full throttle

Better check that sausage, before you stick it in the waffle

And while you’re at it better check, what’s in the batter

Make sure that candy’s in the Original Wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure that candy’s in the Original Wrapper

White against white, Black against Jew

It seems like it’s 1942

The baby sits in front of MTV

Watching violent fantasies

While Dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport

Only to find his heroes are all coked up

It’s classic, original, the same old story

The politics of hate in a new surrounding

Hate if it’s good and hate if it’s bad

And if this all don’t make you mad

I’ll keep yours and I’ll keep mine

Nothing sacred and nothing divine

Father, bless me, we’re at full throttle

Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle

And while you’re at it better check that batter

Make sure the candy’s in the Original Wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure that candy’s in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey

I was born in the United States

I grew up hard but I grew up straight

I saw a lack of morals and a lack of concern

A feeling that there’s nowhere to turn

Yippies, Hippies and upwardly mobile Yuppies

Don’t treat me like I’m some dumb lackey

'Cause the murderer lives while the victims die

I’d much rather see it an eye for an eye

A heart for a heart, a brain for a brain

And if this all makes you feel a little insane

Kick up your heels, turn the music up loud

Pick up your guitar and look out at the crowd

And say, «Don't mean to come on sanctimonious

But life’s got me nervous and little pugnacious

Lugubrious so I give a salutation

And rock on out to beat really stupid

Ohh poop ah doo and how do you do

Hip hop gonna bop till I drop.»

Watch out world, comin' at you full throttle

Better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle

And while you’re at it better check that batter

Make sure the candy’s in the Original Wrapper

Hey, hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure the candy’s in the Original Wrapper

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter

Make sure the candy’s in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey, hey

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