There is woman pie in here   Mr. Evangelist says, she's hit   The best cook you ever had   You can't blame the good woman now, dad      And you locked him up for twenty years   Now there's action on the basement stairs now   A monster half man half beast grind   I hear the hatchet grind grind      The pilgrim gets one hacked daughter   And all we get are forty hack reporters   Uptown's on a hundred skirts are bleeding   And Mr Evangelist says      She's hit every little bit   She's hit every little bit   She's hit every little bit   She's hit she's hit she's hit      Now if only we could all grow wings and fly   Sweet hatchet swing low son   I'm feeling mighty lonesome   That Christen the bastard Jack dad      The head shrinker is a quack   Anyone, anyone, anyone who'd wear their hair like that   The vinyl is so cool but the conversation's cruel   Hold my head Romeo it's in a rodeo      Hold my heart daddyo it just won't go   Hold my heart Romeo it's in a rodeo   Hold my head daddyo it just won't go   And all the girls across the world   And all the girls across the world      Are hit every little bit   She's hit every little bit   She's hit every little bit   She's hit every little bit   She's hit she's hit she's hit      And she won't get up   She's hit every little bit she's hit   She's hit she's hit yeah   She's hit she's hit she's hit      And she won't get up she's hit   And she won't get up she's hit   And she won't get up she's hit   Every little bit she's hit she's hit she's hit   Goodbye