| Lyrics: | (scream)
I'll tell you once, won't tell you twice
You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
Your
apple pie don't taste too nice
You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
I've laid the seed, it
should be all you need
You're as sensual as a pencil
Wound up like an E or a first
string
When we made it, did you hear a bell ring?
You got a block, take my
advice
You'd better wise up, Janet Weiss
The transducer will seduce ya
My feet, I
can't move my feet!
My wheels, my god, I can't move my wheels!
It's almost as if
we're glued to the spot!
You are! So quake with fear, you tiny fools!
We're
trapped!
It's something you'll get used to, a mental mind fuck can be nice
You
won't find earth people quite the easy mark you imagine.
This sonic transducer, it is some kind
of audio-vibratory physiomolecular
transport device?
You mean...?
Yes, Brad,
it is something we ourselves have been working on for quite some time,
But it seems our friend
here has found a way of perfecting it -
A device, which is capable of breaking down solid
matter,
And projecting it through space, and who knows, perhaps even time itself!
You
mean he's gonna send us to another planet?
Planet, Shmanet, Janet!
You'd better wise
up, Janet Weiss
You'd better wise up, build your thighs up
You'd better wise up
And
then she cried out:
Stop!
Don't get hot and flustered
Use a bit of
mustard
You're a hot dog, but you'd better not try to hurt her, Frank
Furter
You're a hot dog, but you'd better not try to hurt her, Frank Furter
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