I’m gonna take Berlin
You never give it up
Time for your medicine
Cum in a Dixie cup

I see a mushroom cloud
It covers up the sun
You try to scream out loud
But I’m just having fun

Glitter in a hand grenade
Bullets in a birthday cake
I like the taste
Johnny didn’t make the grade
Oh now he’s got no face
But that’s okay

I like to drive around
Inside a garbage truck
Don’t let it drag ya down
Come wallow in the muck

It’s not a soft machine
It’s not a fire drill
Oh there’s not time to think
I have a hole to fill