Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gibby Haynes
Gibby Haynes
Lead Vocals
Bruce Balch
Bruce Balch
Programming
Al Jourgensen
Al Jourgensen
Guitar
Bill Rieflin
Bill Rieflin
Drums
Howie Beno
Howie Beno
Programming
Louis Svitek
Louis Svitek
Guitar
Michael Scaccia
Michael Scaccia
Guitar
Paul G Barker
Paul G Barker
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gibby Haynes
Gibby Haynes
Lyrics
Bruce Balch
Bruce Balch
Songwriter
Bill Rieflin
Bill Rieflin
Songwriter
Al Jourgensen
Al Jourgensen
Songwriter
Paul G Barker
Paul G Barker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Newell
Jeff Newell
Engineer
Al Jourgensen
Al Jourgensen
Producer
Paul G Barker
Paul G Barker
Producer
Paul Manno
Paul Manno
Engineer
Tom Baker
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Soon I discovered that this rock thing was true Jerry Lee Lewis was the devil Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet All of a sudden, I found myself in love with the world So there was only one thing that I could do Was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long Ding dang a dong bong bing bong Ticky ticky thought of a gun Everytime I try to do it all now baby Am I on the run Why why why why why baby If its so evil then? Give me my time, with all my power Give it to me all again (wow) Ding a ding a dang a dong dong ding dong Every where I go Everytime you tell me baby When I settle down Got to get me a trailer park And hold my world around Why why why why? Ding ding donga dong dong ding dong Dingy dingy son of a gun Half my time I tell you baby Never am I all for sure Why why why why why baby Sicky sicky from within Everytime I stick my finger on in ya Youre a wild wild little town bitch Now how bout ding a dang dong dong dong ling long Dingy a dingy dong a down Everytime you tell me baby When I settle down Got to get me a trailer park And hold my world around Why why why why? In my dang a ding a ding a ding dong A sticky sticky son of a gun Ding a danga danga dong dong ding dong Why why never know Why why wack a dong a dang ding dong Then you take it on the bill Ding dang dong dont dong Whoa! I wanna love ya! Why why why, why why darling Do you do you tell me to play? Half the time I talk about it all now baby You know what I'm talkin about I said Why why why it'll Ticky ticky ticky ticky Son of a gun Ding ding dong a bong bong bing bong Ticky ticky thought of a gun Bing bing bang a bang a bang bing bong bing a bing bang a bong Binga bing a bang a bong bong bing bong bing banga bong Bing bing bang a bong bong bing bing binga binga banga bong Bing bing bang a bang bang bing bong Aarrrhhhh... Ding dang a dang bong bing bong Ticky ticky thought of a gun Everytime I try to do it all now baby Am I on the run Why why why It'll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky Dawn of a gun Bing bing bang a bong a bong bing bang a Ticky ticky thought of a gun Bing bip bip a bop bop boom bam Ticky ticky through the day If you got a doubt bout baby The memory is on the bed Why why why why why Darlin uh it don't know When my time is on Might tell me never do it on his own If my time was all as is yours Make me burn a wish When my time with you is brutish No I'll never not ever Why why why why why why baby heavy hell Alone and its here its this thunder The thunder oh thunder Oh! Jesus built my car Its a love affair Mainly Jesus and my hot rod Yeah, fuck it!
Writer(s): Gibson Jerome Haynes, Alien Jourgensen, Paul G. Barker, Michael Bruce Balch, William Frederick Rieflin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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