Hubert House

She was bone thin
And her skin was cracked
She was a fifty-cent dog

Gonna beat you up
Gonna fuck you 'til you're raw
You may look good
But your momma's just a ma

Kids better listen'
Down in Hubert house
I know where you are

Gonna beat you up
Gonna fuck you 'til you're raw
You may look good
But your momma's just a ma

I run a clean little shelter
Where I keep all the cats and dogs
It's survival of the fittest

Gonna beat you up
Fist fuck you 'til you're raw
You may look good
But your momma's just a ma, ooh!

Kids better listen'
Down in Hubert house
I know where you are

Gonna beat you up
Gonna fuck you 'til you're raw
You may look good
But your momma's just a ma

H-O-U-S-E
H-O-U-S-E
H-O-U-S-E
H-O-U-S-E



Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Casale, Mark Mothersbaugh
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