He's a caveman in a UFO And a fertile piece of ass Long tongued liar I give him praise, praise, praise He drives a heavy chunk creeper And it's sucking black smoke A leaded dead ringer That gets nowhere fast I give you demolition vision And a crown of broken glass The wicked King Wicker I give him praise, praise, praise Add a ticket to the ghost train You live to creepy crawl In apocalyptic culture About to go down the drain At Salt Chunk Mary's You never never leaves You can hide behind the bottles And she's got everything you need He's a caveman in a UFO Within a fertile piece of ass The long tongued liar I give him praise, praise, praise