An imitation from New York You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk You're hippy tarts hero 'cause you put on a bad show You put on a bad show, oh, don't it show Still, oh, out on those pills Oh do you remember Think it's swell playing Max's Kansas You're looking bored and you're acting flash With nothing in your gut You better keep your mouth shut You better keep your mouth shut In a rut Thinks it's swell playing in Japan Well, everybody knows Japan is a dishpan You're just a pile of shit, you're coming to this You poor little faggot, you're sealed with a kiss Still, oh, out on those pills Oh, do the sambo Four years on, you still look the same I think it's 'bout time you changed your brain You're just a pile of shit, you're coming to this Y'poor little faggot, you're sealed with a kiss Kiss me Pills, cheap thrills, aspros, anything You're condemned to eternal bullshit You're sealed with a kiss A kiss, a kiss, you're sealed with a kiss Looking for a kiss, you're coming to this You do just about anything Eh, boy?