Daddy

I Want to Be An Addict

I Want to Be a Whore

I Want to Be a Headcase

With no Apparent Cure

I Want Not to Be Responsible

For the Things I Do and Say

To Be Considered a Mad Genius

For the Idiots I Blow Away

I'm All Up in This Girl Whose

Husband Is a Cop

Should I Stop

Hell No

Hell No

I Want to Be Eccentric in The

Hughsian

Sense of the Word

I Want to Be Cooked Up and Filleted

Never to Be Served

I Want to Carry Out Coups

Military and the Like

To Kidnap Royal Daughters From

Big Palaces At Night

I Want to Do the Things

They Say Can Never Be Done

I Want to Pass Every Lesser Car

In My Lemans Prepped Mclaren F1

I'm All Up in This Girl Whose

Husband Is a Cop

Should I Stop

Hell No

Should I Stop

Hell No

But I Think I'm Being Followed

I Get All Skitchy It's Hard

To Swallow

Maybe I'm Just Wallowing

In Self Pity

Maybe It's Just This Psycho City

Or the Fact That She's So

Fucking Pretty

I Want the Dealers to Roll

Me Fatties

Pimps Pick Me Up in Their In-the-

Mud Caddies

Thugs Lay Down Their Gatties and

Battles

I Want Every Last Motherfucking

Bad Guy to Call Me Daddy

Who's Your Daddy

You Can Call Me Daddy