Butthole Surfers - Helicopter Lyrics

Ow, ah, ow, ow
I feel like a sailor baby adrift upon your sea
And if you've got to rock your boat
Come rock your boat without

Baby, bay, by babeh now

Ow, ow, ow

I am just a helicopter a-spinnin' up in the breeze
And if you've got no air baby
Come, spin into my sleep
(Come, spit into my sleeve)

Wait a second baby now
There's something I should know
Are you just what you say you are?
Or are you just a whoa

Preacher, doctor

I feel like a cantaloupe
Your mind is just a knife
And if you want to purge my seeds
You got to take my life

Preacher, man

Now wait a second, baby, now
There's something I should tell
'Cause if you're not what you say you are
You gotta go to hell

Preacher, man, whoa touch me now
(Doctor)
Preacher, doctorman, you cannot touch me there
Preacher, don't touch me there
Doctor, preacher, don't touch me there, doctor, ow