Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gibby Haynes
Lead Vocals
Bruce Balch
Programming
Al Jourgensen
Guitar
Bill Rieflin
Drums
Howie Beno
Programming
Michael Scaccia
Guitar
Paul G Barker
Bass
Svitek
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gibby Haynes
Lyrics
Bruce Balch
Songwriter
Al Jourgensen
Songwriter
Bill Rieflin
Songwriter
Paul G Barker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Newell
Engineer
Al Jourgensen
Producer
Paul G Barker
Producer
Paul Manno
Engineer
Tom Baker
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Soon I discovered that this rock thing was true
Jerry Lee Lewis was the devil
Jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet
All of a sudden, I found myself in love with the world
So there was only one thing that I could do
Was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long
[Verse 1]
Ding danga dong bong bing bong
Ticky ticky thought of a gun
Every time I try to do it all now, baby
Am I on the run?
Why, why, why, why, why, baby?
If it's so evil then?
Give me my time, with all my power
Give it to me all again, wow
Dinga dinga danga dong dong ding dong everywhere I go
Every time you tell me, baby
When I settle down
Got to get me a trailer park
And hold my world around
Why, why, why, why?
[Verse 2]
Ding ding donga dong dong ding dong
Dingy dingy son of a gun
Half my time I tell you, baby
Never am I all for sure
Why, why, why, why, why, baby?
Sicky sicky from within
Every time I stick my finger on in
You're a wild wild little town bitch
Now how 'bout dinga dang dong dong dong ling long
Dingy dingy donga down
Every time you tell me, baby
When I settle down
Got to get me a trailer park
And hold my world around
Why, why, why, why?
[Verse 3]
In my danga dingy dingy ding dong
Sticky sticky son of a gun
Ding a dang dang dong dong ding dong
Why, why? Never know
Why, why wacka danga dang ding dong
Then you take it on the bill
Ding dang dong don't dong
I wanna love ya
[Verse 4]
Why, why, why, why, why, darling
Do you, do you tell me to play?
Half the time I talk about it all now, baby
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, I said
Why, why, why
It'll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky son of a gun
Ding ding banga bonga bong bing bong
Ticky ticky thought of a gun
[Bridge]
Bing bing banga banga bang bing bong bing bing banga bong
Bing bing banga banga bong bing bing binga binga banga bong
Bing bing banga bong bong bing bong binga binga banga bong
Bing bing banga bang bang bing bong
Why, why, why, why?
[Verse 5]
Ding danga dang bong bing bong
Ticky ticky thought of a gun
Every time I try to do it all now, baby
Am I on the run?
Why, why, why
It'll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky dawn of a gun
Bing bing banga bonga bong bing bong
Ticky ticky thought of a gun
Bing bip bip a-bop bop boom bam
Ticky ticky through the day
If you got a doubt 'bout, baby
The memory is on the bed, oh wow wow
[Verse 6]
Why, why, why, why, why, darlin'?
Uh, it don't know
When my time is on
Might tell me never do it on his own
If my time was all as is yours
Make me burn a wish
When my time with you is brutish, no, I'll never not ever
Why, why, why, why, why, baby, heavy hell?
Alone and it's here
This, this is thunder
It's thunder
Oh, it's thunder, oh oh
[Outro]
Jesus built my car
It's a love affair
Mainly Jesus and my hot rod
Yeah, fuck it
Written by: Al Jourgensen, Bruce Balch, Fred Rieflin, Gibby Haynes, Gibson Jerome Haynes, Paul G Barker
