Well I'd rather cut you than the wedding cake. An' your bloody guts on my rented tux. An' I do, I do, I do wanna kill you. Till death do us part, I'll tear us apart.
you say, you say. you want violence baby. you say, you say. you want murder murder. you say, you say you want chaos baby. well i'm your motherfucker. .
Hey Frankenstein, what's on your mind?. Hey Dracula, I heard you suck. Now Vincent Price, was Dr. Phibes. Come steal my brain Fritz. And take it to Dr. Frankenstein.
When tomorrow comes. We'll be one of them. And our only purpose is to kill off those not dead. . We are the dead and we're comin' for you. We are the dead and we're comin' for you.
I'm at the end of my noose. I've got nothing to lose. I'm digging my own grave. And thats the truth. . My self esteem is low and I'm so high. And I don't give a fuck if I live or die.
Take my hand and you will never see the daylight again,. Come in, come in, into the blood red chapel of sin,. Inside you'll see the horrors of reality,.
I'm making a list. Of who shouldn't exsist. And everyone's name is at the top of my list. . Run Motherfucker run and hide. Nothing you can do to save your life.
You're like a bad, bad. Movie on a Saturday night. And somehow i can't close my eyes. The demons were screaming you. And me were meant to be. . You're like a car crash that i.
Another dead girl on the tube. Shes my Lilly Munster crawling from her tomb. Dark black circles around her eyes. Cold dead lips and a crooked spine. Shes the living dead, shes a ghoulish fiend.
A.B.C.D.E.F.G Get the fuck away from me. London Bridges, Simon Says. Punch you in the fucking head. . Now go to hell, Here's your invitation. Quiet in the house, we need silence..
In 197666 I was born a bastard and a son of a bitch. And I'm sick, sick, motherfucker sick. In 197666 I nailed a GI Joe to a crucifix. And I'm sick, sick, motherfucker sick.
Hello, sub pop. . There's a feeling in the world. That causes the rest. You're ambition and success. Is what I detest. . I'm trying to be true. I'm trying my best.
You take your clothes off. I started to laugh. That's when I knew it was through. Guess although I'll take a bow. There's nothing else to do. . You stupid asshole.
Hello, sub pop. . There's a feeling in the world. That causes the rest. You're ambition and success. Is what I detest. . I'm trying to be true. I'm trying my best.
You got It (Keep it out of my Face). by Mudhoney. Well---. They say you've got it. I see you got it. That's right, you got it. You got it good. You got it.
You give me the creeps (crucifucks). . Gimme your payback**. . **this line should read:. "get off my back". . I'm not gonna take it. Gimme your money.
(Oh who you drivin' baby? all right. Sing it with me baby, all right. Hoo, hoo, hoo. Now. Now). . Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey girl. Watch what you're doing.
You look good, as a matter of fact. You'd look great in a giant vat. You look good enough to eat. Stomping grapes up to your knees. . I'll drink the wine squeezed from your vines.
Laying out on some early acts. Losing your way. Getting way off track. Ain't no stopping. Time from coming. . When tomorrow hits. When tomorrow hits. When tomorrow hits.