We’re Far Enough From Heaven Now We Can Freak Out Deep Cotton

[Verse 1]
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
There’s a world under your zipper and it wants to break out
There’s a killer in the hall and he’s munching it all
BANG! BANG! Go his jaws and he’s hungry for more

You can see it, you can feel it, metal to your head
Might as well kiss the monster, laugh and fuck ‘til you’re dead
Yeah Boccaccio, I got this brand new idea
Let’s take over this mansion and tell some stories in here

Who can cook? Who can clean? Who will paint the fence?
Who can cook? Who can clean? Who will paint the fence?
Who can cook? Who can clean? Who will paint the fence?
I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will

[Chorus]
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out

[Verse 2]
We’re far enough from heaven now we can freak out
Rob the flowers from the grass and the twist from the shout
We're all a mile high with some wings of wax
Who's fighting who, just be cool and relax
So much to smile 'bout in this world of sin
Just think when you die you begin again
Who can cook? Who can clean? Who will paint the fence?
I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will, I will