We're out on the road, burning up towns Spungbein in tow, the pig-headed clown Mutilator stinks and he won't leave the van this mutated bore is no longer a man
Hapless twit, lives in shit, Hooked on pills Poor little Bill, should've made out a will now he's Roadkill! Roadkill!
Well he feeds on the trash, any garbage will do Festering slop in a trough cordon bleu His eyes have gone squinty, his mind is askew His prick is the shape of a screw
Meta-state, re-mutate Filthy swine "His haunches are mine!" "Let's soak him brine!"
He's a source of disgust An object of pity and cremator's lust On a spit to be trussed Terrible squeals as the blades are enthrust
Squirm little piggy and cough out your last We'll cry in our pork chops when you've finally passed The darkness encloses; the sound of a bell Soon you will writhe in the wallows of hell
A lone stretch of highway, blacker than pitch The buzzing of flies from a lump in a ditch Passing lights from a semi rig Carelessly dumped, the remains of a pig
Bacon bits, muscle cysts Gore distilled The goblets are fulled as the pig's blood spills Roadkill! Roadkill!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.