Moksha

There's no entry for the foreigners
 I'm your native girl with my
 Tail between my bleeding ass
 And I'm off to the gates of heaven
 I've been fakin' my drunken stupor
 And my absence from your real world
 I'm just better than prostrating bitches
 Who make believe they're misunderstood
 Cause I've been here before
 And nothing's new anymore
 Pass me to sainthood
 Discount, pass me to sainthood
 I'm wanna storm through that door
 Fresh off of this killing floor
 Won't you pass me to sainthood?
 Discount, pass me to sainthood
 Pass me to sainthood
 Pass me to sainthood
 Where's my pass?
 Where's my pass?
 I'm takin' a dump in your holy waters
 Straight down to your sunken chest
 Where you hold hostage moron amputees
 Who've paid you for your second best
 Am I a troll? Am I a monkey?
 Who's got aspirations to be an alpha man
 Well this Hindu gets the last laugh
 So don't hold your breath while I choke and gag
 Cause I've been here before
 And nothing's new anymore
 Pass me to sainthood
 Discount, pass me to sainthood
 I'm wanna storm through that door
 Fresh off of this killing floor
 Won't you pass me to sainthood?
 Discount, pass me to sainthood
 Pass me to sainthood
 Pass me to sainthood
 Where's my pass?
 Where's my pass?
 Where's my pass?
 Where's my pass?
 Oh baby, once you like what you're like, you can't stop, wow
 Once you like what you're like, you can't stop, wow
 Once you like what you're like, you can't stop, woo
 Once you like what you're like, you can't stop, woo
 Once you like what you're like, you can't stop, woo
 Once you like what you're like, you can't stop, woo
 Once you like what you're like, you can't stop, woo