Give me some antiseptic
  To wash this headache away
  Give me a syringe
  To inject the pain
  Give me something pretty I hope I'll never be
  I'd rather be creepy and very strange
  Give me a cake that I can mix and bake
  In a Betty Crocker oven that I will break
    Bake it up and we will
  Stab Stab Stab
  Come on, don't be afraid
  We will make you
  Stab Stab Stab
  My world is evil but American made
    Give me something easy that I can complicate
  Something healthy that I can infect
  Give me a mate in a crippled state
  With Halloween teeth that I can break
    Bake it up and we will
  Stab Stab Stab
  Come on, don't be afraid
  We will make you
  Stab Stab Stab
  My world is evil but American made
    Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it
  Burn the flag with a fag
  Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it
  Burn the flag with a fag
  Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it
  Burn the flag with a fag
  Momma's apple pie got a cockroach in it
  Burn the flag with a fag
    Bake it up and we will
  Stab Stab Stab
  Come on, don't be afraid
  We will make you
  Stab Stab Stab
  My world is evil but American made
  American made
  American grave
  in an American grave