Текст песни Offspring, The - Beheaded
Offspring, The - Beheaded слова песни
Mommy doesn`t have a head any moreKeep it underneath my bed on the floorWell that`s alright, that`s OKShe never really used her head anyway Daddy called me a silly boreBet he won`t say that any moreBecause the way his body is severed tooHis vocal chords are gonna be hard to use Beheaded, watch you spurt like a garden hoseBeheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes Watch my girl friend come to the doorChop off her head, she falls to the floorNow watching my baby`s jugular blow Really makes my motor go Wrap a towel round the bloody stumpTake my baby`s body to the city dumpThen wipe the mess off the bloody axeScoop all the heads into my burlap sack Beheaded, watch her spurt like a garden hoseBeheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes All my collection, adorns my room on bamboo polesUse to be a little, but a little got more and moreNow I`m craving yours Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and guillotines Off with her head Off with her headOff with her headOff with her headOff with her headOff with her head Find another victim for my machinePut him in a home-made guillotineBlade falls, gonna need a casketWatch your head plop in a wicker basket Leave the house at a quarter to fourCome back with sixteen or moreCause the more I walk, the more I seeI got a funny feeling coming over me Beheaded, watch you spurt like a garden hoseBeheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes