Ever since Mom walked out
Sis and I can't get no sleep
Since then Dad's brought home thirteen redheads
A blond, a brunette and a sheep
I pray to God, oh, can You help us?
Save us from this reverie
Shotgun westward I blew away Alice
Buried her in the deep
Of this postage st-stamp world
You get what you want
In this postage stamp world
You can all get in line, lick my behind
'Cause I won't be living with you this time
There she was, a silky starlet
Pressed up to the screen
Captivated by social retards
She’d drink and drink and drink
Lipstick would burn her eyes out
And melt upon her waist
Embracing the dying nothing
Her heart would feel no pain
In this postage st-stamp world
You get what you want
In this postage stamp world
You can all get in line
And lick my behind
Does it come in one’s not two’s this time?
(Ahh-a-ahh)
(Ahh-a-ah-a-ah-ah)
(Ahh-a-ahh)
(Ahh-a-ah-a-ah-ah)
(Ahh-a-ahh)
(Ahh-a-ah-a-ahh-ahh)
(Ahh-a-ahh)
(Ahh-a-ah-ahh)
In this postage st-stamp world
You get what you want
In this postage stamp world
You can all get in line
And lick my behind
'Cause my brain’s been split open for too long, I decline
