I killed a police-wife with a rusty knife Then cut through sinews and bloodways Must I continue ?
It`s a shame this art is forgotten I`m collecting all that is rotten I love go killing, it`s rather thrilling So happy when I find a jelly warm piece of mind Sometimes I wanna see them choking I`ll be damned if you think I`m joking I`ve ripped some eyes I`ve stripped the thice, I`m not telling lies Down at the bay I throw them away Practising death, I`ve messed around As I love to be, it strenghtens me Put some in the ground `cause when it`s hot it sooner rot I drilled a hole there too To make the sun shine through (and making love there too) I master high-tech death And to drink their breaths Taking LSD, it`s helping me to see As I slayed that sweet Mary Call it robbery Gazing at the sky...wawing When I`m flying high...raving I killed a police-wife with a rusty knife It could have been you Must I continue ?
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