Текст песни: Attack of the Clonefucker + перевод

I’ve seen the future, so bright I gotta wear shades

And it’s hotter than Hades

And everyone will have AIDS

And robot brigades

At war with the humans

Machine against man and the planet’s in ruins

But by then we will have mastered the craft

Of creating clone soldiers to we don’t have (to)

Come out of hiding, fighting and we just might outlast

This battle without time travel back to the past

But as some of the cloners grow older

Narcissistic fiends like me will take over

And once I’m trained, unsupervised and alone

I’m gonna fuck my clone

My sci-fi fantasy will begin innocently

Making these clones that look just like me

Will get boring

And so I’ll get curious and horny

And I’ll sneak one of my clones back to my room

In the janitor’s basket hidden in with the brooms

I’ll clean him up and dress him, and I’ll make him look sharp

He’s so goddamn cute, I think I’ll name him Mark

Oh my! Look at my new toy

He’ll be my best friend, lover, and houseboy

And we’ll take it slow the first time

Then I’ll do whatever, whenever I want 'cause he’s mine

I’ll ply him with liquor, but just little sips

And Oh! How I’d love to kiss his big, luscious lips

Even though he’s a guy, and even though I’m not gay

I’m so vain I’ll be fucking my own clone all day

Both from top and bottom and on my knees I’ll realize

That from down here it really is a good size

Get down to business

Kiss and touch, then switch

And I can call him bitch!

Clone Fucker, it’ll be like humping a mirror

Oh won’t you touch me right here?

Oh whisper into my ear

Sick and addicted, like so many are to power or wealth

The Clone Fucker will chuckle knucklehead, hey go fuck yourself

And doesn’t that sound fun?

Then I’m done

Take a break, then I’ll make another one

Then I’ll have two clones, what’ll I do?

I’ll have Mark watch as I break in Mark II

When we hump it’ll be an all me threesome

Suckin' and Fuckin' 'till all three cum

And in between sessions we’ll rest

Mark’ll rub my feet, I’ll shave Mark II’s chest

Now you might think I’m a freak who’s real lucky

Because my clones don’t speak they only moan and say fuck me

And I’ll never have to date them or break up

I’ll dress them how I like and I’ll have some wear makeup

All clones are supposed to remain virgins

But mine will be exposed to all kinds of perversion

I’ll make dirty videos of my clones

And I’ll have to watch it with them 'cause I’m never alone

It’ll be me

Watching me

Fucking me

And also me

On the TV screen

You see that’s twelve of me, do you?

'Cause on the couch there’s also me fucking me

And me watching the tv and there’s a mirror in the room too

This many’s not plenty so one day

I’ll make a third clone, bring him home, call him Trey

He’ll be handsome, the others are cute

I’m gonna dress this dapper little bastard in my suit

Now with three they’ll be less like toys

They’ll start to learn and think and when they’re bored they’ll make noise

And I’ll have to keep them busy and plenty entertained

It’s a hard-core Darklord gangbang

One’s behind and one’s in my face

The third is jerking off patiently while he waits

And we’ll have to keep it up all night, in spite of the moaning

So I can wear them out before work in the morning

By now my little secret will have grown to compulsion

Around my fellow cloners I’ll have boners all bulgin'

And my boss will start to think I’m a prick

Because I’ll always be home callin' in sick

Clone Fucker, it’ll be like humping a mirror

Oh won’t you touch me right here?

Oh whisper into my ear

Sick and addicted, like so many are to power or wealth

The Clone Fucker will chuckle knucklehead, hey go fuck yourself

Now in the future, cloners won’t make much money

And all of my time off won’t even be funny

Flat ass broke with no hope for loans

Unable to feed me, let alone my clones

And the first one won’t be looking so hot

He’s skinny and pale and malnourished and whatnot

The oldest of eight brothers living together

In a tiny little future room, and worse for the weather

And the room will stink of piss, shit, sweat, and cum

And some of the clones don’t bathe, they’re covered in scum

I’ll wonder if none of this could ever be done

Then I’ll have to lose some before I make another one

My fucked up clones won’t have a chance at society

Mixing in with the clone forces battling mightily

Can you imagine them at war with the bots?

On the battlefield sucking one another’s cocks?

So I will panic in the mess that I’ve got

I won’t want to return them, I won’t want to get caught

And since I won’t want to be remembered as a villain

I’ll decide the best solution is to select a few and kill them

I’ll smother one of 'em while I’m fucking them

So the others don’t notice nothing ugly or somethin'

Then later I’ll drag him to the bathroom and lock it

And cut him into pieces with the knife in my pocket

And toss the parts of his body in boxes

Later toss the boxes in the garbage compartments

I’ll need to get a couple more about my apartment

Before I make some more, I know it sounds alarming

By the time I get three disposed

The room will smell of bodies all decomposed

Because I’ll be keeping little souvenirs in a box

Like lips, and left eyes, and all of their cocks

And in the chopping of bodies I’ll get sloppy

The small hidden cameras in the hall will have got me

For me the authorities will send

As all good things come to an end

At the trial I’m nervous, the verdict

Convicted and sentenced to community service

Only got charged with theft, I guess I got lucky

But I’ll still say «Fuck me!»

Clone Fucker, it’ll be like humping a mirror

Oh won’t you touch me right here?

Oh whisper into my ear

Sick and addicted, like so many are to power or wealth

The Clone Fucker will chuckle knucklehead, hey go fuck yourself