"American Made" lyrics

Give me some antiseptic
To take this headache away
Give me a syringe
To inject the pain

Give me something pretty
I hope I'll never be
I'd rather be creepy
And very strange

Give me a cake
That I can mix and bake
In a Betty Crocker oven
That I will break!

Bake it up and we will stab, stab, stab!
Come on, don't be afraid
We will make you stab, stab, stab!
My world is evil but American made

Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do

Give me something easy
That I can complicate
Something hard
To ingest the pain

Give me a mate
In a crippled state
With halloween teeth
That I can break!

Bake it up and we will stab, stab, stab!
Come on, don't be afraid
We will make you stab, stab, stab!
My world is evil but American made

Mama's apple pie got a cock-a-roach in it
Burn the flag with a fag (Do, do, do, do)
Mama's apple pie got cock-a-roach in it
Burn the flag in the fag (Do, do, do, do)
Mama's apple pie got cock-a-roach in it
Burn the flag with a fag (Do, do, do, do)
Mama's apple pie got cock-a-roach in it
Burn the flag in the fag!

Bake it up and we will stab, stab, stab!
Come on, don't be afraid
We will make you stab, stab, stab!
My world is evil but American made (Do, do, do, do)
American made (Do, do, do, do)
American made (Do, do, do, do)
American made (Do, do, do, do)
Ow!