Hello! Are you surprised to see me here with my buzzsaw and your scalp in my hands? I need a headstock for my guitar and your skull seems to be right. Pain! Pain´s overrated. You never had a thought that your tendons will be my guitar strings. Your teeth are my machine heads. Your thorax will sound tight.
Bastard! All I need is your Flesh and bones! I just fix my guitar with Nazi bones! Bastard! All I need is your Flesh and bones! I just fix my guitar with Nazi bones!
Thick! Thick as a brick! You´re stupid as shit ´cause you think you´re better than your neighbors. But I am sorry to say that you´ll never have a chance. Enjoy some parental care.
Just because your mom´s a turtle it doesn´t meant you to be useless! Your upper arm bone is predestinated to be my guitar’s neck.
Bastard! All I need is your Flesh and bones! I just fix my guitar with Nazi bones! Bastard! All I need is your Flesh and bones! I just fix my guitar with Nazi bones!
Hang ´em high! Hang ´em high! Hang ´em high! Hang ´em high! Hang ´em high! Hang ´em high! Hang ´em high! Hang them ultra high!
To each his own. You´ll get what you deserve. So I´ll get your fingernails for my picks. Your knees will be my pickguard. Your ribs will cling on tight. Your blood will balance the paint. It makes it just a little darker but that’s just the way I want it. So celebrate my friend. You´re no longer useless for your reich!
Bastard! All I need is your Flesh and bones! I just fix my guitar with Nazi bones! Bastard! All I need is your Flesh and bones! I just fix my guitar with Nazi bones!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
