Lyrics:

Well nobody wants to burn in Hell

But everybody's got a soul to sell.

When I was young my mama gave me some advice

She said 'Boy, don't you know everybody's got a price?'



I make lots of money, I make more money than you

I drive around in my limo, that's what I was born to do

And I might like you better if we fought together

If it's not to be thenknow that I got somethin' better for ya:



Naked pictures of your mother

Naked pictures of your mother

Naked pictures of your mother GO



Solo!



I dropped a bomb on Japan

I was a hostage in Iran

I'm the ugly American

Now I'm a government man

A government man!



And I make lots of money, I make more money than you

I drive around in my limo, that's what I was born to do

And I might like you better if we fought together

If it's not to be noted I got somethin' better for ya:



Naked pictures of your mother

Naked pictures of your mother

Naked pictures of your mother GO