Текст песни Saturday Night Holocaust

There's a prefab building and a funny smell

Around the hill 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?

I drive down to the disco

Pompadour and pink lamme

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, watch me go

Blacks are banned, 'cept on the records

O' life's a cabaret

Like Berlin, 1930

All I crave is my escape

Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips

And I wnat your perfect Barbie-doll eyes

Slip my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress

Up and down your Spandex ass
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If I lit a match to you

You'd melt before my eyes

C'mere my pretty glow-worm

You look so fine to dance with me

The fly-eye lights a-throbbin'

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 wnat 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 banded '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

Oh no

But I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips

And I wnat your perfect Barbie-doll eyes

Let my fingers down your dress

One more time