Watkin Tudor Jones
Super Evil
Early in the morning wake-a up-a take a sucker out
Swift no doubt if his breath smells like ka-ka
Sing for my supper, whose that knocking at my door
Oh it's Mr. Wolf, I'm sorry not today thanks
My tummy growls louder than any predator
I'm very raw
Take any He-Man out like Skeletor
Glow in the dark skull underneath my hoodie
Undercover goodie dangerous with the voodoo boogie
No sperm-losing master of reality
Clairvoyant metamorphing bloody pussy eater
Bodies stick together coiled spinning ‘een tot sewe
"Waddy tudor jones is baie lief vir sy lewe"
Stop looking at me funny, look at yourself
You look stupid, cos you look everyone else
I'm so-so fresh, like the longlife soya milk up on my shelf
Indestructible pop terrorist
Super evil, I am your enemy
Super evil, I am your enemy
Beautiful, pop composition unremovable
Attached to your face laying eggs in your mouth
Show you stuff maybe you don't wanna see
Nod your head to the lobotomy
Brain boil, bumble and toil cookie crumble
Creep walk knuckle drag dirt rough rumble
Tremendous terror tremor voodoo boogie boogie shake