Oh yeah, I know all about the FCC
They will clean up all your talking in a manner such
as this
They will make you take a tinkle when you want to
take a piss
And they'll make you call felatio a trouser friendly
kiss
Is the plain situation
There's no negotiation
with the fellows at the freakin' FCC
They're as stuffy as the stuffiest of special
interest groups
Make a joke about your bowels and they order in the
troops
Any baby with a brain could tell them everybody
poops
Take a tip take a lesson
you'll never win by messin'
with the fellows at the freakin' FCC
And if you find yourself with some young sexy thing
you're gonna have to do her with your ding-a-ling
Cause you can't say penis
SO they sent this little warning then prepare to
do their worst
And they stuck it in your mailbox hoping you can be
coerced
I can think of quite another place they should have
stuck it first
They may just be neurotic
Or possibly psychotic
they're the fellows at the freakin' FCC!
I listen to this song repeatly to prepare for a speech I have to give about censorship. I Freakin' love this song.