Calling all White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dog
A White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dog

She got a sweet face grin
Strapped to her crib is an unborn twin
Drifted in the poly aftered union ship
Looking like a new world shock attack

She go shake it baby, shake it baby

Come on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphones
Come on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphones

She ride a mean machine called sugar dog
Warlock Christian wind tuck Christmas fog
A haunt sweet shocked wind-up toy crank it on the ship like a murder lord

She go shake it baby, shake it baby!

Come on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphones
Come on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphones

Calling all White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dog
A White Trash freaks and a boogaloo dog
A White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dog

Oh yeah!

She's a wall painting hitting with out of window across the breath
Covered in a nasty ol' scar
Life ain't shit if you ain't a star
I said life ain't shit if you ain't a star!

Come on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphones
Come on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphones

Calling all White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dog
A White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dog
A White TRash Freaks and a boogaloo dog dog dog dog

Well I ain't crazy I'm talking about them
What's going on around here