Mommy's into medicine.
Said she's never lettin'
Her cocaine all run out.
Have it in the head again,
Must have been a beautiful baby.
Super Dooper,
Atta boy, trooper.
Your brother's into Zeppelin,
And your sister's into Linda McCartney.
And pappy made a livin'
Selling babies to the Labour Party.
And even if you try,
To blow these commies to the sky,
We'll all be in love with Donnie Osmond.
Mommy's an American.
Daddy was a veteran
Big wheel racer.
Riding in the alley way,
Every other Saturday morning.
Super Dooper,
Atta boy, trooper.
Your brother's into Zeppelin,
And your sister's into Linda McCartney.
And pappy made a livin'
Selling babies to the Labour Party.
And even if you try,
To blow these commies to the sky,
We'll all be in love with Donnie Osmond.
There's gotta be a better way
To kill all the bastards,
crapping up the neighborhood
And making all the ladies
Violent all the time.
There's gotta be a way
To get you to last another couple years,
If you really need to see those
Evil people die.
And even if you try,
To blow these commies to the sky,
We'll all be in love with Donnie Osmond.
Even if you try,
To blow these commies to the sky,
We'll all be in love with Donnie Osmond.
Super dooper,
Atta boy, trooper.
Super dooper,
Atta boy, trooper.