Joe Camel was a friend of mine
He had a fine line in seduction
When the monkeys pulled Joe
off the billboard sign
Somewhere near Clapham Junction
Now all the little children had no pie in pie
But there was no one left to follow
So they all lived together
in a white brick world
Watched a bitter pill to swallow
It was bubblegum cancer
So sweet, so rotten
Bubblegum cancer
No fruit on the bottom,
yeah, oh yeah
The luncheon meat kid
had a real fire life
He was fat and sweaty and turkey
An d Gorgonzola became his wife
She was strong and green and silky
And they lived in a house
made of garlic and mash
On the crest of a styrofoam wave
Every weekend they
take out the trash
Jane Fonda with a tomahawk
Reaching for the bridge like
Bubblegum cancer
So pink, so black
Bubblegum cancer
Big steak under the shrink wrap
Yeah
Oh oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah
Bubblegum cancer
Bubblegum cancer
He was flat and made of clay
An d he lived in a land
made of ink and pulp
Between the two world walls
He walked along the city streets
And his eyes bugged out
like ping pong balls
Yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah
Bubblegum cancer
So bold, so real, bubblegum cancer
So phony, you can't feel it
Bubblegum cancer
So pink, so black
Bubblegum cancer
It's a fake stink
I'm gonna shrink and heal
Yeah
Bubblegum cancer
Bubblegum cancer