I ain't a politician
I'm just a bad musician
Whatcha gonna do for me?

Do you have a taste for
 [bad word] and blood and hate, or
Really good LSD

I'd like to start a band with you 
I'll sing and you can
Learn to play the tambourine

Here's an invitation
No time for hesitation [bad word] and join my family

I live inside of you
But you don't belong to me
I'm a reflection of you
What's my recipe?

half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,
Stirred with a bloody hand
quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal
And now I'm a mechanical man

I'll give you the heads up [bad word] on and get your legs up
This is called the family jam

Together we'll stay hidden
Away from Armageddon
And stick it to the man

I live inside of you
But you don't belong to me
I'm a reflection of you
What's my recipe?

half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,
Stirred with a bloody hand
quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal
And now I'm a mechanical man

[Lauging]
"Watch this [bad word] woman...
Gonna learn something right now..."

Open up the curtains
Then we'll start a hurtin' [bad word] on lets do the creepy crawl
The shows about to go down [bad word] on I got the low down
Together we'll make Hollywood fall

I live inside of you
But you don't belong to me
I'm a reflection of you
What's my recipe?

I live inside of you
But you don't belong to me
I'm a reflection of you
You look at me and what do you see?

half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,
Stirred with a bloody hand
quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal
And now I'm a mechanical man 

half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,
Stirred with a bloody hand
quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal
And now I'm a mechanical man