Look at them now What do they want? And what do they do now? Nothing at all What do they know? What do they think? And who do they tell? Well, no one
Did you know that plastic men Use blood in their fountain pens Tell you how they're on your team And seem to mean it? Please don't believe all you hear
you're too close. i don't recognize your smell. you're in the wrong skin. i don't recognize your smell. your mouth smells strange. some people want to
Your so handsome In this light if only you'd reject me tonight darling there's no only way when you come please don't stay were so boring were so white
Entren los que se atreven Prueben sabor diferente Cortes de carne humana Fresca cada fin de semana Carnicero Res, res, res de un güero Res, res
Old George Karl Grossman He made money from his ham He chopped up some sluts Then disposed of his guts Old George the butcher man Sliced up cunt Tits
I came upon a butcher, he was slaughtering a lamb, I accused him there with his tortured lamb. He said, "Listen to me, child, I am what I am and you,
There's a time and a place, this is neither the time nor the place. "where do I fit in, in this jigsaw of a relationship? !? Why should I play the fall
Blood loop beautiful I was walking down the hall While the energy is it just An excuse for the enemy Butcher, ram it down your throat Butcher, wish it
I got my hair fixed, makeup done, I'm ready to go Step in the club and you know I'm the show Diamonds in my teeth are always a' glow Blinded as I speak
I hate, you hate, we all hate Hate on the streets, school deaths increase On the rise crack suicide Pre-teens with guns, perverted nuns This life, I
It's every man for himself now That's the way it's gonna be A nation armed and ready Civil war that's sure to be In a future as things just keep goin
All fears kept inside the heart But none can quite compare He's pleading to God above Don't send me to the chair
Life of desperation that's his way Searchin' for a light to shine today But I know that I won't Help me Jesus can't you feel my pain? I'm so tired, twisted
Listen to me I'll tell you something that you may not want to hear I know about those games you plan, I know about your fear Live alone, better lock your
Face your dying day, final judgement is passed today In your cell, cold sweats, no remorse no regrets For the crimes he'd commit, violent passions reliving
Who's that calling on the phone Leave me the mother fuck alone I just need to get some sleep I've been up for half a week Watching night turn into day
The stained glass lights the way On their knees the congregation prays Collection plate is passed your way Jesus looks down from sky On their knees the