What a fine fellow, said his name was hades

Picked me up in the back of his mercedes

Long haired, lookin' like jesus, baby

Guess I'll go, yeah, guess I'll go, yeah, yeah...

Makin' out with our tongue, open mouth

Put his hand 'round my neck, no doubt

Says, "I got a place way down south"

Guess I'll go, yeah, guess I'll go, yeah...

All of the girls wearing long white dresses

Didn't you say we're alone? quit messing

He doesn't know I'm the jealous type

His face made me wet when I pulled out a knife.

Is this a cult?

Can we revolt?

I don't play nice and you're not listening

I'll be the first one to steal all your bitches

Is this a cult?

Take me home

Won't work for you, won't make you no money

Get on all fours, bark like a dummy.

Now we're all takin' turns on the pony

Put a saddle on him, feed him macaroni

Pull his teeth out one by one-y

Make him smile, yeah, make him smile, yeah, yeah...

Judie, margaret, lisa, and sunny

Threw flour on him, looked like a mummy

Cracked some eggs on his bruised up tummy

Let him cook, yeah, let him cook, yeah...

All of my girls wear whatever they wanna

No men allowed 'cause they wanna control us

We grow our own food and don't need no money

Everything's free and we have our autonomy.

Is this a cult?

Or is it home?

We see the future and get what we want

We killed the leader, and now we're on top

Is this a cult?

Can I come home?

We make the rules, and we love on the land

We fuck ourselves better than they can.