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.