Jack Off Jill: "American Made (Chris Vrenna's Mix)" Lyrics

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