Whack-A-Mole
So demure, hard to hear
So stay at home, so acting queer
Drag you to the carnival
There on the midway lost your fear
Big pink elephant dolls
Fat lady in stretch pants
Toss a hoop at a bottle
Take a ride on the wheel of chance
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Hucksters pitching freaks of nature
A little edgy a little blue
Do you dare walk into the tent
How could you dare get that tattoo
You walk a little different now
You swagger and you strut
You don't hide your face in the dark
You're not afraid to twitch your butt
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole.
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Take you dancing, to the lake
Buy you burgers, mocha shake
Park the car around the back
Oh my God you got the knack
What happened to the girl I knew
As you felt better I felt worse
Now I'm stuck with the girl I wanted
Why is life so damn perverse
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole.
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
So stay at home, so acting queer
Drag you to the carnival
There on the midway lost your fear
Big pink elephant dolls
Fat lady in stretch pants
Toss a hoop at a bottle
Take a ride on the wheel of chance
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Hucksters pitching freaks of nature
A little edgy a little blue
Do you dare walk into the tent
How could you dare get that tattoo
You walk a little different now
You swagger and you strut
You don't hide your face in the dark
You're not afraid to twitch your butt
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole.
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Take you dancing, to the lake
Buy you burgers, mocha shake
Park the car around the back
Oh my God you got the knack
What happened to the girl I knew
As you felt better I felt worse
Now I'm stuck with the girl I wanted
Why is life so damn perverse
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole.
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Whack a mole, whack a mole
Smack that fucker in the hole
Swing it like a brick of gold
Like you're never growing old
Credits
Writer(s): Tom Barlow
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