Excuse Me, I Don't Mean To Impose, But I Am The Ocean. Lyrics

The ocean screams at the sun,
but the clouds take the brunt of it.
Oh my god, is this blood on my shirt?
The priest is going to be mad.

Oh Jesus, is it hot in here, or did she just walk in the room?
What a nice catch can't you see?
She makes the nazi's look humane.

Hitler raised a good child,
Immune to chlorine gas and sexual temptations.

She makes the nazi's look humane...