The Original Wrapper Lyrics - Reed Lou

I was sittin' home on the West End 

watchin' cable TV with a female friend 

We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess 

the poor and the hungry, a world in distress 

Herpes, AIDS, the Middle East at full throttle 

better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle 

And while you're at it - check what's in the batter 

make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper 

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter 

make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper 

Reagan says abortion's murder 

while he's looking at Cardinal O'Connor 

Look at Jerry Falwell Louis Farrakhan 

both talk religion and the brotherhood of man 

They both sound like they belong in Teheran 

watch out, they're goin' full throttle 

Better check that sausage, before you stick it in the waffle 

and while you're at it better check, what's in the batter 

make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper 

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter 

make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper 

White against white, Black against Jew 

it seems like it's 1942 

The baby sits in front of MTV 

watching violent fantasies 

While Dad guzzles beer with his favorite sport 

only to find his heroes are all coked up 

It's classic, original, the same old story 

the politics of hate in a new surrounding 

Hate if it's good and hate if it's bad 

and if this all don't make you mad 

I'll keep yours and I'll keep mine 

nothing sacred and nothing divine 

Father, bless me, we're at full throttle 

better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle 

And while you're at it better check that batter 

make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper 

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter 

make sure that candy's in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey 

I was born in the United States 

I grew up hard but I grew up straight 

I saw a lack of morals and a lack of concern 

a feeling that there's nowhere to turn 

Yippies, Hippies and upwardly mobile Yuppies 

don't treat me like I'm some dumb lackey 

'Cause the murderer lives while the victims die 

I'd much rather see it an eye for an eye 

A heart for a heart, a brain for a brain 

and if this all makes you feel a little insane 

Kick up your heels, turn the music up loud 

pick up your guitar and look out at the crowd 

And say, "Don't mean to come on sanctimonious 

but life's got me nervous and little pugnacious 

Lugubrious so I give a salutation 

and rock on out to beat really stupid 

Ohh poop ah doo and how do you do 

hip hop gonna bop till I drop." 

Watch out world, comin' at you full throttle 

better check that sausage, before you put it in the waffle 

And while you're at it better check that batter 

make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper 

Hey, hey, pitcher, better check that batter 

make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper 

Hey, pitcher, better check that batter 

make sure the candy's in the Original Wrapper, hey, hey, hey