Wash It All Off ’81 Foetus

Woo yeah!
Dear god

Fear isn't fun
What price enjoyment
From an ashtray anchor acne ashtray like you
Oh give me
Give me apathy
Give me apathy
Give me pain
Give me pain
Like a nicotine stain
And I
I can't decide
If you're maligant
Or benign
You're a hit and run
Hit and run
You are a hit and run
Hit and run
Hit and run
A Hit and run
That's right, baby

(Wash it all off)
Come on that's right baby (Wash it all off)
Wash it all off (Wash it all off)
Oh yeah (Wash it all off)
Wash it all off (Wash it all off)
Supercalifragilisticsadomasochism) (Wash it all off)