death I will taste the bleeding dead Cadaver mutilator, cadaver butchery Torn up all for my pleasure, torn up all for the meat Cadaver mutilator, cadaver
by fist and by tusk and by axe! Watch out! He's the Mutant Mutilator! Cry out! He's the Mutant Mutilator! Scream out! He's the Mutant Mutilator!
Перевод: Упырь. Мутант Mutilator.
Перевод: Six Feet Under. Cadaver Mutilator.
of death I will taste the bleeding dead Cadaver mutilator, cadaver butchery Torn up all for my pleasure, torn up all for the meat Cadaver mutilator, cadaver
. You steal instead of borrow. You take all the shapes that I make. And you think That you thought All the thoughts That I thought you, Don't you? Mutilation
Oh, you can mutilate We're gonna celebrate Our emotional poverty Give the answers all away I painted my suitcase red for the reading Which only ended
Why must my visions be so clear The truth, the truth, I've got work to do I got shot with a buck shot, shot me down But you know you can't paint a frown
Well, I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' chicken huntin' Choppin' red neck chicken necks, I ain't sayin' nothin' To the hillbilly, stick my
Hello! You have a collect call from Cuckoo Please answer the following question, "Yes or no" Will you pay for the call? Is this on? Gather around my
Wicked, wicked, wicked bitch Wicked, wicked, wicked bitch Wicked, wicked, wicked bitch Wicked, wicked, bitch, bitch Well it's on, it's on like neden
I lived my life in the gutter And this gutter is who I am Take me back home to my gutter And that's where I won't ever leave, again Hey! I'm comin' home
If ya nuts hang and you bang with a gang Then tell me, are you down with the Clown? Hey Hey, bitch boy What you doing around here, you little bitch?
Let's meet contestant number 1 He's a schizophrenic, serial killa clown Who says women love his sexy smile Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon
Ah make way for the lunatic I wanna stop I drive by the camp quick I want necks 2 or 3 maybe 4 To squeeze again, and again and squeeze some more I came
The stalker Yeah The stalker I'm gonna stalk this hoochie I'm gonna stalk this hoochie So I'm gripping this old peice of shit right? Here's this
It's a maimed happiness I keep trying to acquiesce It's like a tempestuous child You play with and humor to keep Quiet as you possibly can 'Til finally
If everything you do has got a hold on me Then everything I do has got a hole in it I?ve been here before, I should be used to it But I can?t take it