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
with the crustaceans Could find my way to Mariana On a wave of mutilation Wave of mutilation Wave of mutilation Wave Wave Wave of mutilation Wave of mutilation Wave of mutilation
If these pills could, they would call my name A quick end Suicide becomes so persuasive and dramatic A beautiful face that lays quietly beside me And
rules today You steal instead of borrow You take all the shapes that I make Think that you think all the thoughts That I thought you, don't you? Mutilation
A fascination with mutilating the dead I view internal organs during disembowelment draped in your intestines there's nothing left no evidence of your
Deep in the forrest where few men have been Stands a house black as sin All who have been there are dead or insane Shocking things lurk within All
The self-mutilation Necrosis of the soul Dark is the shadows of life Hot as Hell You take the matters into your own hands From now on it's downhill A
Epilogue To Child Mutilation Inhale their fear! Damped by the clusters of limbs, Grabbing their decendants remnants Bystanders burying themselves alive
Mutilation, mutilation Mutilation, mutilation Mutilation mutilation You must die in pain You must die in pain You must die in pain You will die in pain Mutilation
