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I got something to say

I killed your baby today

And it doesn't matter much to me

As long as it's dead

 

Well I got something to say

I raped your mother today

And it doesn't matter much to me

As long as she's spread

 

Sweet lovely death

I am waiting for your breath

Come sweet death, one last caress

 

Go!

 

Sweet lovely death

I am waiting for your breath

Come sweet death, one last caress

 

Well, I got something to say

I killed your baby today

And it doesn't matter much to me

As long as it's dead

 

Sweet lovely death

I am waiting for your breath

Come sweet death

One last caress

 

One last caress, sweet death

One last caress, sweet death

 

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh

Oh!

 

the misfits (danzig. not the new shitty misfits) are one of the greatest of all times.

poppy songs that you can sing along to about killing people and outerspace and shit.

most of the time you can't even tell what the hell danzig is saying, but who cares! all the whoa's and oh oh oh's make up for it.

people in highschool thought i was a psycho because i used to sing misfits songs all the time, they thought i was improvising... idiots.

 

it's great how you can change the lyrics to "i turned into a martian" to "i turned into a mormon" and the song still works:

 

possession of the mind is a terrible thing

it's a transformation with an urge to kill

not the body of a man from earth

not the face of the one you love, 'cause

 

i turned into a mormon

whoa oh oh

i can't even recall my name

whoa oh oh

times i never hardly sleep at night

whoa oh oh

i turned into a mormon today!

 

i walk down city streets

on an unsuspecting human world

inhuman in your midst

this world is mine to own, 'cause

 

(repeat chorus)

 

shitty two note guitar solo

 

(repeat chorus)

 

what can i say, there were a lot of mormons at my school. nothing pissed them off more than the punkrock kid that listened to his headphones and sang "i turned into a mormon."

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Don't care

If 'n' you die

Ain't got no reason to cry

Don't feel

Don't need to

Your world ain't nothing to me

I'm fear

I'm your heretic

I'm doom waiting for the number

7 up 7

To the 6 on 6

Bring it on to me

 

And I'm tired of being alive

Spite of the bleeding

Bleeding light

And I'm tired of their bleeding light

Don't try to feed me

Full of your lies

 

No regrets

To bring me no tears

Never scared of things men fear

Never easy

Never clean

To be a beast among human sheep

I am fear

I am your heretic

I am your doom

Waiting for the number

7 on 7

To the 6 on 6

Bring it on to me

 

And I'm tired of being alive

Spite of the bleeding

Bleeding light

And I'm tired of their bleeding light

Don't try to feed me

Full of your lies

 

And I'm tired of being alive

Spite of the bleeding

Bleeding light

And I'm tired of their bleeding light

Don't try to feed me

Full of your lies

 

Oh yea, oh yea

I'm tired

Tired of their bleeding

Oh yea, oh yea

 

 

 

danzig has written songs for johnny cash, roy orbison (before he died obviously) and a ton of other people youd never suspect...

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holla!

 

Children in heat

They have no conscience

No resistance

You gotta see this big reaction

No resistance

Cellophane sex, a new way of life

With your heart in your throat

And the other alive

You've been pissin', pissin' blood

Pissin' blood for seven days

No resistance

No resistance

No resistance

Children in heat

You can't control them

Why they're away and away

They're always gonna run away

Children in heat

You can't control them

Why they're running away

Children in heat

Are young little kindle wood

I see them burning

They all changed their names to Chicago

No resistance

No resistance

No resistance

Children in heat

You can't control them

Why they're running away

Children in heat

You can't control them

Why they're running away and away

They're always gonna run away

Children in heat

You can't control them

Why they're running away and away

They're always gonna run away

Children in heat

You can't control them

Why they're running away

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