Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beheaded, artist - The Offspring. Album song The Offspring, in the genre Панк
Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Record label: Nitro
Song language: English
Beheaded |
Mommy doesn’t have a head any more |
Keep it underneath my bed on the floor |
Well that’s alright, that’s OK |
She never really used her head anyway |
Daddy called me a silly bore |
Bet he won’t say that any more |
Because the way his body is severed too |
His vocal chords are gonna be hard to use |
Beheaded, watch you spurt like a garden hose |
Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes |
Watch my girl friend come to the door |
Chop off her head, she falls to the floor |
Now watching my baby’s jugular blow |
Really makes my motor go Wrap a towel round the bloody stump |
Take my baby’s body to the city dump |
Then wipe the mess off the bloody axe |
Scoop all the heads into my burlap sack |
Beheaded, watch her spurt like a garden hose |
Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes |
All my collection, adorns my room on bamboo poles |
Use to be a little, but a little got more and more |
Now I’m craving yours |
Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and guillotines |
Off with her head |
Off with her head |
Off with her head |
Off with her head |
Off with her head |
Off with her head |
Find another victim for my machine |
Put him in a home-made guillotine |
Blade falls, gonna need a casket |
Watch your head plop in a wicker basket |
Leave the house at a quarter to four |
Come back with sixteen or more |
Cause the more I walk, the more I see |
I got a funny feeling coming over me Beheaded, watch you spurt like a garden hose |
Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes |
Music & lyrics: Dexter Holland, James Lilja |