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he was a boy - he was a fine child

He had the leather boots

and the riding crop

in Jerusalem

Oh Sammy

My hap flap slappy clam ma`am

We`ve come

To take you home

But Sammy where are you

Sammy where are you

They said - said you`re a star who

recognized to the other side

Oh Sammy could you be my bride

Whats that?

What`s to be with you?

Have to kiss

Those who would kill you

Have to try for the other side

Oh... can you live my life?

Sammy where are you

Where were you going to?

What were you going through

Satanic Black Jew

coo coo cahchoo

Waffle bucket brigade

consorting with the queen of the dead

Billy Boy

Timmy Toy

Jimmy Joy

Joe

oh sammy

My slap hap pappy Ma`am

we`ve come to take you home

Kneeling at the altar

Rolling like a log

Drinking with the Rat Pack

Barking like a dog

We`ve come to admire you

Not even Frank could fire you

Oh Sam

we`ve come to take you home

With your shining teeth of gold

And your soul you said you sold

We`ve come to take you there

With your shining teeth of gold

And your soul they said you sold

you said you sold you said they sold

for rock and roll

whoa yeah

With your shining teeth of gold

And your soul you said you sold

into my little pocket

We put it all away

save you up for another day

I`ve come to buff your slab

I know it makes you mad

Tiny little mice nibbling on your gonads

Tiny belly button is an inny and an outty

And a shouty shout at home

he was a boy - he was a fine child

He had the leather boots

and the riding crop

in Jerusalem

Oh Sammy

My hap flap slappy clam ma`am

We`ve come

To take you home

But Sammy where are you

Sammy where are you

They said - said you`re a star who

recognized to the other side

Oh Sammy could you be my bride

Whats that?

What`s to be with you?

Have to kiss

Those who would kill you

Have to try for the other side

Oh... can you live my life?

Sammy where are you

Where were you going to?

What were you going through

Satanic Black Jew

coo coo cahchoo

Waffle bucket brigade

consorting with the queen of the dead

Billy Boy

Timmy Toy

Jimmy Joy

Joe

oh sammy

My slap hap pappy Ma`am

we`ve come to take you home

Kneeling at the altar

Rolling like a log

Drinking with the Rat Pack

Barking like a dog

We`ve come to admire you

Not even Frank could fire you

Oh Sam

we`ve come to take you home

With your shining teeth of gold

And your soul you said you sold

We`ve come to take you there

With your shining teeth of gold

And your soul they said you sold

you said you sold you said they sold

for rock and roll

whoa yeah

With your shining teeth of gold

And your soul you said you sold

into my little pocket

We put it all away

save you up for another day

I`ve come to buff your slab

I know it makes you mad

Tiny little mice nibbling on your gonads

Tiny belly button is an inny and an outty

And a shouty shout at home

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