[Intro: Archer Productions]

We all know the atomic bomb is very dangerous

Since it may be used against us, we must get ready for it

[Verse 1: Fujisawa]

Motherfuckers, I'm steamin' hot

With a knot in my throat

Inhaling pot with the dead doc

Wearin' a black tank top and a topknot

Flow vomits in your face, competitors fall n' egg at my waist

And it's loose, but you turds better be careful how you choose yours, fucking chick'n

Wait, I'm recallin' shit

Like that time I bit a lesbo's shin, shi

My head's has always been a still vacant, empty bin

But how'd you get so stress'd to make a mess as the day progresses

Angry and addresses it on all of Jason's exes

And when you have no-thing

It gets bo-ring, no o-ring, pissing and plaything

Thought you were into those things

You blonde dumb hoes

All I got is dick for you to come blow

On, oh no, valid shit-shot at life

You come back mild

Nine thousand miles from a bar with Miles

And she's suckin' a dick while your son's dyin'

So you wild n' brick on spot at your wife

[Interlude: Archer Productions]

It could knock you down hard or throw you against a tree or a wall

[Verse 2: Fujisawa]

Then slice and gash, cut and slash

Wipe a fags' ass with a wet wipe

Then grab a whip and beat the shit out of him

Then kick back, in fact grab 6 mags

From my bag while I sit back and bask

As I pull out my pack, I scream

"My head's out, bitch, lick, kiss it, say that shit, you cock sucking kiss ass, fucking bitch"

And I know if I had kept my head up my ass

I woulda accomplished every fucking task

Walking back as I hold my ball sack

Like every Celt back then

Placing bets on the bitch who's more likely to kill and skin

[Interlude: Archer Productions]

Now, we must be ready for a new danger: the atomic bomb

[Verse 3: Fujisawa]

Becoming like motherfucking Buffalo Bill

Bitch, that's me!

Skinnin' every skinny blonde bitch I see

Pushin' quadriplegics into Christmas' shit

In a bathtub with Chris

And then first is to kill

Then to piss on 'em and lastly recite a fuckin' skit

From motherfucking Nightmare On Elm Street

Animal instinct, cannibalistic, I just ran out of pink lipstick

Man I’m a twisted, sick

Sadistic, son of a bitch, 666

Tried to kill myself twice this week

It's usually tris per three weeks

And wow, now shit's complete

You're nothing against me

A complete brainless fuck, n' that's me

Hope on day you'll understand this shit

You motherfucking little homo piece of sucking n' shitting dicks

[Interlude; Archer Productions]

If you're not ready and do not know what to do, it could hurt you in different ways

[Verse 4: Fujisawa]

Always overtop, on the top

With salty snot falling out from my nose

Onto a trans-a-vest o' bot

Genius on the spot

Bending words and worlds backwards

Feminists demandin' to stop me from sayin' all this fucked shit

And I say, "no, I don't have no brain or brawns, you fucking man-bitch", manbitch?

And fags, when they're pissed at Fu- -cher? Her? Him?

Is it you? Is it them?

All I can say is

"Wasn't me, Fuji said to do it again!"

Sawa's my colleague sawin' ’em

Only shit I got is an orange locked in my 4-inch storage

Strangely munching on the door hinges while holdin' a syringe

Then eating slorange porridge on top of a lozenge with Georgie

While stitching four green linchpins up his rectum's door

And screwing to the bedroom wall a motherfucking Ninja sword

Something's wrong with my brain

Ain't sane havin' a millennium titanium

Uranium, traumanium, instantaneous throwing gun barrel and Rum tantrums cranium

'cause havin' a brain?

Thank god that I don't

'cause I'd probably be dumber

Now I'm alone again but Fujisawa's back on the motherfucking road again

Officially fucking back, yeah

[Interlude: Archer Productions]

Remember what to do, friends!

Now tell me right out loud, what are you supposed to do when you see "The Antichrist"?

[Outro]

Ha-ha! I'm just playing with y'all

I love all normal people

Yeah

Haven't wildened out like this in a very long time