There it was
Just like old faithful
The eternal fountain of filthi
I took a walk straight out of town
But then I stopped and took my time for pleasure

I was alone, I looked around
I heard a voice 50 I buckled for safety
And there it was down on the ground
A pool of sound that showed my own reflection
In a fountain of filth
Eternal fountain of filth

I tried to run I couldn't move
Frozen solid while the thoughts of men
Attacked me
Out of my head the fountain shot
And drowned me in a serum that I couldn't
Put a stop to

It was me myself and I locked in a struggle
With the talking head below me
In a fountain of filth
Eternal fountain of filth

I got a hunger that makes me say things
I got a hunger that makes me do things
I got a hunger that makes me want things

I'm just a victim of filth
Nowhere are we safe
From the power of
From the reach of
From the appeal of
The eternal fountain of filth

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Writer(s): MARK MOTHERSBAUGH, ROBERT MOTHERSBAUGH