Standard (EADGBE)

Wicked, wicked Wanda

What was it that spawned ya

Who's responsible for your trash?

 Oh, pretty little spider

 With Hollywood inside her

 And no time to accomodate

 The chicken scratch the bare-ass back forever

 Avoid your scream, paralize dream for ever

Wicked, wicked Wanda

I'd rather date Rawanda

Than be involved in your moral trap

Oh, pretty little spider

With Hollywood inside her

And no time to accommodate

Venom kicks, one-eyed jick, a feather

The basement screams, apparently forever

To be part of something vaster

Than yourself, the frozen plaster

Break out of your core categories

Strike.. strike me square, into the arms of the air

Strike.. strike me square, into the arms of the air

When I spaceout I am direct

I got no ego to reflect with

Free to be a tempermental tear

Strike.. strike me square, into the arms of the air

Strike.. strike me square, into the arms of the air

etc.