No one can touch us

We are young

If we do wrong

Please don t tell us till tomorrow

The world is ill

And while the barbecues are burnin

We ll run wild

Must be the fault of global warming

Perverts are taking over

Here in Hells Barbecue

And while Heaven sleeps

Hell starts to party

The thieves are out

And they re sneaking through your door

There s a sickness here

In this psycho-circus town

Makes tempers rise with the killing of the sun

Perverts are taking over

Perverts are taking Suburbia

Something has got to give

Here in Hells Barbecue

Once a month and

Only on a Sunday

Do it with the lights out

Over in a hurry

Young and single

Lost and alone

In a top floor flat

With a hole in the wall

The streets are full of Neanderthal men

How can we make the grass grow green again?

Lock all your doors and close all the curtains

If they get in they re gonna leave hurtin

Perverts are taking over

Perverts are on your case

Is there safety in numbers

Here in Hells Barbecue

Once a month and

Only on a Sunday

Do it with the lights out

Over in a hurry

Young and single

Lost and alone

In a top floor flat

With a hole in the wall

The streets are full of Neanderthal men

How can we make the grass grow green again?

Lock all the doors and close all the curtains

If they get in they re gonna leave hurtin

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