Down at the arsenal they keep the nerve gasses
Guarded day and night by caged white rabbits
Been sitting there for years
I'm gonna have at it, I cut through the fence

Run right in and grab it
Go crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy

Now I got my own mustard gas in my pocket
Climb on a tree on a branch and drop it
On a country club full of Saturday golfers
So I can watch them die chokin' shakin'in convulsions

Go crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Chemical warfare, chemical warfare
Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare

Panic in the air, see the headless chickens runnin'
Golf carts head on crashin'
Crackin' heads wide open
Scratch the grass, mister, you can't breath

And roll and writhe in a sandtrap
Starting to heave
Claw those clubs, lemme see you seethe
Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy

Chemical warfare, chemical warfare
Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare

Yellow air, yellow clouds
Blowin' down down down the fairway
Sensitive to the touch
Mowin' down the putting green

Heading straight for the big clubhouse
Where the stuffed country club
Effervescent ladies, so carefree, relax, pose by the pool
Limber limp with a dry martini, until

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