In Back

Jacko was a man(?) who couldn't get a b*ner
Till the kids got out of class.
Took 'em to his home in Southern California,
Where he started gettin' crass.
In back, In back,
In back—he's there, but not for long—
Wet cracks, wet cracks,
Wet cracks where orthodontia's done.
You're wacked, Jacko. A gnome.
You're wacked, you're wacked.
Long time since you had a hit song.
You're wacked, you're wacked.
Long time since you had a hit song.
You're wacked, Jacko.

He squeaks: "Play your part 'n' you will be the woman;
I'll pretend to be the man."
With his high girl's voice, he tells a joke: "What's black 'n'
Comes inside little white cans?"
Once black, once black
He now looks like a Norwegian.
Once black, once black
He now looks like a Norwegian.
Got a pettin' zoo at home.
You're wacked, you're wacked.
Long time since you had a hit song.
You're wacked, you're wacked.
Long time since you had a hit song.
Bet Jack's lorgnettes are
Getting him another view.
He's decked in high-heel shoes
And a low-neck sweater—
Fits his genome better.
You're wacked, you're wacked.
Long time since you had a hit song.