[Verse 1]
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
There’s a world under your zipper and it wants to break out
There’s a killer in the hall and he’s munching it all
BANG! BANG! Go his jaws and he’s hungry for more

You can see it, you can feel it, metal to your head
Might as well kiss the monster, laugh and fuck ‘til you’re dead
Yeah Boccaccio, I got this brand new idea
Let’s take over this mansion and tell some stories in here

Who can cook? Who can clean? Who will paint the fence?
Who can cook? Who can clean? Who will paint the fence?
Who can cook? Who can clean? Who will paint the fence?
I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will

[Chorus]
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out

[Verse 2]
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
Rob the flowers from the grass and the twist from the shout
We're all a mile high with some wings of wax
Who's fighting who, just be cool and relax
So much to smile 'bout in this world of sin
Just think when you die you begin again
Who can cook? Who can clean? Who will paint the fence?
I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will
[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Moon, the moon, the fucking moon
We on the moon, on the fucking moon
Moon, the moon, the fucking moon
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out

We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
There's a world under you zipper and it wants to break out
We're a mile way high on these wings of wax
We wanna steal your girls, lay back and relax
The dance in a house that's burning down
The cure radio plays above the sound
Better hope the song can take you home
Come on, well come on

[Chorus]