His head's like the Liberty Belle Big, cracked ready to swell Throw your thoughts in the wishing well Wish you well you're going to hell He said Liberty Belle She said well I wish you well He said we're going to Hell She said Jack and Jill went down the hill And they took all the pills that their Momma spilled Loved to swill what they spill I love you because I am ill He said Liberty Belle She said well I wish you well He said we're going to Hell She said 1,2,3,4 on the floor And you look just like my Mother's who*e Torn between the biggest score I love you because you are poor He said Liberty Belle She said I wish you well He said we're better off dead She said Her head's like the Liberty Belle Big, cracked, ready to sell Throw your thoughts in the wishing well And you take liberty with the liberty gal