| I got six too many fingers and a subatomic coat |
| Took my baby out to dinner all she wanted was dope |
| On the way to the abortion she said babies take hope |
| I said all you wanna do is just sit around and mope |
| About AIDS & armageddon & armageddon & AIDS |
| But I don’t wanna talk about it |
| Think I might have got it anyway I just got laid |
| Armageddon & AIDS |
| I dream assassination, I hallucinate cash |
| I’m afraid of my own future, I’m disgusted by my past |
| I wake up dreaming every morning about some chemical blast |
| My brain full up of questions that I’m too afraid to ask |
| I just don’t wanna know |
| About AIDS & armageddon & armageddon & AIDS |
| But I don’t wanna talk about it |
| Think I might have got it anyway I just got paid |
| Armageddon & AIDS |
| O Jesus |
| O God… |
| You know when I found her she was hiding from the powers that be |
| She thought living was dying ungracefully |
| Our love affair ended the day she tried to kill me |
| She said «You know you’re gonna die» |
| I said «Yeah, but not yet» |
| Anyway I wound up in Las Vegas to earn some alimony cash |
| Earned an honest dollar looking through my neighbor’s trash |
| But these jaded jet set wastrels they kept on pounding on my door |
| They’d talk about Gandhi and then go looking for some whores |
| Well, I don’t know about you |
| But I’m gonna make like a snake and shed my skin |
| Gonna make like a snake and shake it |
| Gonna make like a snake and shed my skin |
| Gonna make like a snake and shake it |
| Baby |