Little Bit 'o Murder Lyrics - From The Underground And Below - Overkill

Hey man 

Little something to think about 

Are you everything you say (hugh - hugh) 

Little something to worry about baby 

Are you nothing but a throwaway (hugh) 

Has your clock run down man 

Are you suckin' up eternity (hugh - hugh) 

Little something to think about 

Have you had enough, 

Enough of me 

In the meantime, cut me loose (cut me loose) 

You call it hate 

I call it fine (hey man) 

In the meantime, win or lose (win or lose) 

You call it sick 

I call it mine (hey man) 

Mine (hey man) 

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Little something to make you sick 

We're a lot alike (hugh - hugh) 

Little something to worry you to death 

Get into your psych (hugh) 

Can't you see us breakin' bread 

Sharin' all our misery (hugh - hugh) 

Little something to make you sick 

You're a lot like me, 

A lot like me 

In the meantime, cut me loose (cut me loose) 

You call it hate 

I call it fine (hey man) 

In the meantime, win or lose (win or lose) 

You call it sick 

I call it mine (hey man) 

Mine (hey man) 

Little bit o' murder in your house 

Pocket full of fire 

Bent on the desire 

Of it all 

Little bit o' murder 

When did you self appoint, annoint 

Since when do you wear the crown 

(Little something to think about 

There's a little bit o' murder in your house) 

When did you justify or sanctify 

Since when are you the down 

(Little something to think about 

There's a little bit o' murder in your house) (4x) 

Hey man 

When you think about 

Do you think about me (hugh - hugh) 

Hey man 

When you worry about 

Do you worry about me (hugh) 

Hey man 

When you're sick 

Are you sick about me (hugh - hugh) 

Hey man 

Hey man, hey think about 

In the meantime, cut me loose (cut me loose) 

You call it hate 

I call it fine (hey man) 

In the meantime, win or lose (win or lose) 

You call it sick 

I call it mine (hey man) 

Mine (hey man) 

Little bit o' murder in your house 

Pocket full of fire 

Bent on the desire 

Of it all 

Little bit o' murder 

Little bit o' murder 

Murder