"Saturday Night Holocaust" 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 lamé
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 and 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 glowworm, 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

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