sitting nude in my living room...
it's almost noon--
i wonder what's on the tube?
maybe they'll show some boobs
surfing every channel until i find Hannah Montana
then i reach for the aloe and lanolin...
bust all over the wall panel and dismantlin'
every candle on top of the fire place mantle then
grab my flannel and my bandana then
kiss the naked mannequin man again
you can see him standin' in my front window if you look in...
i'm just a hooligan who's used to usin' hallucinogens
causin' illusions again--
brain contusions again--
cuttin' and bruisin' the skin--
razors, scissors and pins--
Jesus, when does it end?
phases that i go through--
dazed and not so confused--
dazed and i don't know who--
gave these molecules to--
ME, what am i gon' do?
ahhh, the the prodigal son...
the diabolical one--
very methodical when i slaughtered them
it's 3am in the mornin'
put my key in the door
there's bodies layin' all over the floor and
i don't remember how they got there but i guess i must've killed 'em...
i killed 'em...
it's 3am in the mornin'
put my key in the door
there's bodies layin' all over the floor and
i don't remember how they got there but i guess i must've killed 'em...
i killed 'em...
she puts the lotion in the bucket--
then puts the lotion on the skin--
or else it gets the hose again...
she puts the lotion in the bucket--
then puts the lotion on the skin--
or else it gets the hose again...
i duck and i slash, slice and gash
last night was a blast
i can't quite remember when i had that much fun
off a half pint of the Jack
my last Vic' and a half
a flashlight up Kim Kardashian's ass
i remember the first time i dismembered a family member
December, i think it was
i was havin' drink with my cuz
and i wrapped him in Christmas lights
pushed him into the stinkin' tub
cut him up into pieces and just when i went to drink his blood
i thought, "i oughta drink his bathwater, that oughta be fun"
that's when my days of serial murder manslaughter begun
the sight of blood excites me, that might be an artery, son
your blood-curdlin' screams just don't seem to bother me none
it's 3am and here i come so you should probably run
a secret passageway around here, man, there's gotta be one
...oh no, there's probably none...
he can scream all that he wants--
top of his lungs
it ain't no stoppin' me from choppin' him up
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GG10xE1hbXI
i'm fucking loving it and i'm extremely fucked up.
