| In, to, this, church, to see a man
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| Who knows he could be my dad
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| Sign of the cross I look over and watch him pray
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| He touched my head and I ran away
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| «Who knows some bum degenerate wino.»
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| Hurry up and pick up Pam at the club and lets go!
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| I wake up in the morning to the sound of a drill
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| Foreshadowing my future and my need to kill
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| The bills are piling up and I’m going insane
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| I throw the phone out the window but it’s the same
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| Nightmares haunt my mind, I think I’m losing it
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| My faggot art dealer won’t give me any more money I’m behind on the rent
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| I’m trying to finish this painting, my girlfriend is giving me shit
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| All that anybody wants is money, rivers of blood is what they’ll get!
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| One night I was watching TV with the girls
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| As usual there’s nothing on but shit
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| Then an ad came on for a great new product
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| The amazing belt called the 'Porto-Pak!'
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| The band that moved up stairs plays all fucking night!
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| Psychotic fantasies, blood red visions
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| I’m reaching my breaking point
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| I complain to the manager about the noise
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| But he tells me that it doesn’t bother him
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| Instead he gives me a skinned rabbit to eat
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| I take a knife and stab it in the head!
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| 20 bucks in my hand, I buy the fucking 'Porto-Pak'
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| Talking voices in my head, drill bit tearing homeless flesh
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| Killing spree has begun, use my drill like a gun
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| Cleaning up the street trash, drill 'em in the fucking back!
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| No I’m not a 'fix it man', my electric drill tears up your guts!
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| Bus stop bum get ready to die! |
| Swirling metal rips your spine!
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| Running though the streets, my drill in hand
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| Randomly killing anyone I can!
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| I find this hobo sleeping on a garbage heap
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| I drill into his skull and wake him from his sleep!
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| The buffalos finished but Dalton fucking hates it
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| Carol gets pissed and calls him a 'faggot'
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| She’s finally fed up and goes back to her ex
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| I call Dalton up with the promise of sex
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| Dressed in drag, my drill is long and ready
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| Impaled to the door, Pam is freaking out and screaming
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| Now it’s Carol’s turn to die as I sneak into the house
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| She takes a hot shower as I drill into her spouse
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| Off goes the lights as she climbs into bed
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| She has no fucking clue, but she’ll she soon be dead
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| Keep asking for Stephen, but his corpse is on the floor
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| Now you’ll feel my drill you dirty fucking whore!!! |