His head's like the Liberty Belle   Big, cracked ready to swell   Throw your thoughts in the wishing well   Wish you well you're going to hell      He said Liberty Belle   She said well I wish you well   He said we're going to Hell   She said      Jack and Jill went down the hill   And they took all the pills that their Momma spilled   Loved to swill what they spill   I love you because I am ill      He said Liberty Belle   She said well I wish you well   He said we're going to Hell   She said      1,2,3,4 on the floor   And you look just like my Mother's whore   Torn between the biggest score   I love you because you are poor      He said Liberty Belle   She said I wish you well   He said we're better off dead   She said      Her head's like the Liberty Belle   Big, cracked, ready to sell   Throw your thoughts in the wishing well   And you take liberty with the liberty gal