Beck - Watchtower magazine lyrics

My friends were having a party I felt something strange was starting And it's much too late to stop Drank so much Jägermeister I told the coffee table that I liked her And took her in my arms We played "c**aine on the lawn" Nobody had any clothes on Except for the motorcycle helmets And after the sun did rise I was taken by surprise I was burned out beyond belief Had to pick myself off the floor My mother was at the door Selling Watchtower magazines I couldn't believe it was true Hey mom I thought you were a Jew Why are you selling Watchtower magazines? After she came in She stepped in a bowl of vomit Wiped it on some guy's face I must have been on god's sh**list My ma was a Jehovah's witness Had to buy a subscription just to make her leave I had to pick myself off the floor My mother was at the door Selling Watchtower magazines Her prayers were much too frequent After all that shock treatment Now she's selling Watchtower magazines Na na na na... Na na naaa na na na... Na na na na... Na na naaa na na na... Na na na na... Na na naaa na na na...