Nathan Grantham died, screaming for his cake Dirty bitch, what he called her, a deadly mistake Hatred, what she felt, she wanted to see him dead Weaponed with a marble ashtray she bashed his head
[Pre-Chorus:] Guilt! Feeling remorse would be a lie Obsolete! That old evil bastard had to die
[Chorus:] I want my cake Been rotting here for all these years He's had enough now he's pissed and awake Give me my cake You can't escape, this geezer will kill you But first he will catch you and force you to bake
Gathered, to celebrate, His death that made them rich Vultures, living of his money, Ain't death a bitch?
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Bedilia
(Bake-a-break) Back from the grave, to get my cake Sweet taste of revenge It's fathers day, I'll make you bake Today I will avenge Back from the grave, a big mistake To kill your own father It's fathers day, your life I'll take Sylvia's head for a starter
Enter her fathers grave, she will face her fate It's fathers day, but today aunt Bedilia will be late
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They're gonna try but they cannot escape He will get his cake, a head on a plateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
