That’s Nasty Rockwell

Ew!
That's nasty
That's nasty, that's na, that's na, that's nasty
That's nasty, that's nasty
That's na- (Ew!)

Walkin' down the boulevard
Get your naked greeting cards
'Cause nasty vibes are in the air
Nothing's sacred anywhere (Ew!)

That's nasty, that's nasty, that's na, that's na, that's nasty
(That's nasty)
That's nasty, that's nasty, that's na, that's na, that's nasty
(So nasty)
That's nasty, that's nasty, that's na, that's na, that's nasty
(Hey, that's nasty)
That's nasty, that's nasty, that's na, that's na, that's nasty

Open up a magazine
Topless teens displaying jeans
So tell me, what comes after that?
Will Minnie Mouse meet Fritz the Cat?
What the hell is that? (That's nasty)

In the streets and on the signs
Sex is shoved into our minds
On TV, it never stops
To quench your thirst, you must pop, pop, pop