[Lyric] Yeah Yeah Yeah (Sons of Raphael)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a jerk who makes you cry
But there's just no other guy like me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When there's just not place to hide
That is when I go inside Jolene

I don't feel like dancing when there are
Ticks out in the streets
And when popular music soothes the
Plain old savage beast

And my gloves are stained with blood
Solar panels on my head
And my manfulness is bound
With sado ropes
I'm seeing red

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a jerk who makes you cry
But there's just no other guy like me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When there's just not place to hide
That is when I go inside Jolene
Eurovision entertains the
Communists in space
As the radioactive Boy Scouts
Decimate the human race
And the scent of jasmine drifts through the
Thick and cool night air
And the moon's a pale harsh mistress
That keeps me on my knees despaired

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a jerk who makes you cry
But there's just no other guy like me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When there's just not place to hide
That is when I go inside Jolene

Rip out your veins, blow out your brains
Murder your child for insurance gain
I am the son of Raphael
I ain't the son of Sam
My daddy was a rattlesnake
My momma wore a six-gun

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a jerk who makes you cry
But there's just no other guy like me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When there's just not place to hide
That is when I go inside Jolene
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a jerk who makes you cry
But there's just no other guy like me