She’s hit

She’s hit                                                                    
there is woman-pie in here
mr. evangalist says she’s hit
the best cook you ever had
ya can’t blame the good-woman now, dad
and ya looked him up for 20 years
now there’s action on the basement stairs
a monster half man half beast climbs
hear the hatchet (grind, grind)
pilgrim gets 1 hacked daughter
and all we guys get are 40 hack reporters
uptown 100 skirts are bleeding
mr. evangilist says
she’s hit ev’ry little bit
she’s hit ev’ry little bit
now if only we could all grow wings and fly
sweet hatchet swing low son
I’m feeling pretty lonesome
christen the bastard jack dad
the head-shrinker is a quack
“anyone who’d wear their hair like that”
the vinyl is so cool/the conversation’s cruel
hold my heart romeo its in a rodeo
hold my head daddy-o it just won’t go-o-o-o
and all the girls across the world
are hit ev’ry little bit