| Your shindig’s kinda boring
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| Shall I spike the punch with cyanide?
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| Well I gotta warn you
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| You’ll need a coroner tonight
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| If you see me, better flee me
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| If you hear me, better fear me
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| I’ll help you from the fryer into the fire
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| Na na na na na, calling Mr. Killjoy
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| I’m the death of every party
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| Na na na na na, calling Mr. Killjoy
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| And I don’t care if you don’t like me, no!
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| I’m here to fix your troubles
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| Brute force applied with some finesse
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| When people are the problem
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| My hatchet always works the best (Oh, yes it will)
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| If you see me, better flee me
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| If you hear me, better fear me
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| I’ll help you from the fryer into the fire
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| Na na na na na, calling Mr. Killjoy
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| I’m the death of every party
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| Na na na na na, calling Mr. Killjoy
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| And I don’t care if you don’t like me, no
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| I made you suffer and that doesn’t feel right
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| I thought my knife would snuff you out like a light
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| How rude of me, a quick be-heading will end your fright
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| Na na na na na, calling Mr. Killjoy
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| I’m the death of every party
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| Na na na na na, calling Mr. Killjoy
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| And I don’t care if you don’t like me, no, no! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mr. Killjoy , by - Lordi. Song from the album Recordead Live - Sextourcism In Z7, in the genre Хард-рок