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Meet Jack the bastard
He's born without a face
He breeds disaster
Everywhere he stays
Searching for his maker
Which he may never find
His momma was a Shaker
With a sweet, heart shaped behind
He just goes anyway the wind blows
(He doesn't know the way)
It doesn't matter which way the wheels roll
(He doesn't know the way)
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
Oh no oh no-no, oh no no
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
He's a man M.A.D.
He's another Atilla the Hun
Someone pissed in his Wheaties
No picnic for the father and son
Searching for gold in a coal mine
Just turns your fingers black
From Seattle to the Caroline's
With a dead monkey on your back
He just goes anyway the wind blows
(He doesn't know the way)
It doesn't matter which way the wheels roll
(He doesn't know the way)
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
Oh no oh no-no, oh no no
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
He's a son of a bitch
And he's bruised and he's pissed, he's alone
Oh no oh no-no, oh no no
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!
He just goes anyway the wind blows
(He doesn't know the way)
It doesn't matter which way the wheels roll
(He doesn't know the way)
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
Oh no oh no-no, oh no no
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
He's a son of a bitch
And he's bruised and he's pissed, he's alone
Oh no oh no-no, oh no no
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
Oh no oh no-no, oh no no
Meet Jack the bastard (the bastard)
He's a son of a bitch
And he's bruised and he's pissed, he's alone
Oh no oh no-no
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