歌曲 | Mutant Mutilator |
歌手 | GHOUL |
专辑 | Splatterthrash |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Reject, the king of the nerds | |
Treated like a social disease | |
Cast out, he was a slovenly twerp | |
Heavy Metal was his only release | |
Picked on, he got a beating a day | |
While everybody looked the other way | |
Headcase, living in a fantasy world | |
His nerves were starting to fray | |
Comic books! | |
Vacant looks! | |
Brain sick! | |
Horror flicks! | |
Schools out, and the bullies await | |
Little Billy was gonna get trashed | |
Headlock, and a punch in the gut | |
They tore up his homework and his glasses were smashed | |
Graveyard, | |
Billy ran there to hide | |
And he fell into the tunnels below | |
Darkness, and then a light from the void | |
For eons in slumber, the skull, now, aglow | |
Mutate! To | |
Mutilate! | |
Transform! | |
Gore Boar! | |
Muscles ripping through his clothes | |
A snout where there was once a nose | |
Wiry matted hair | |
Studded denim outerwear | |
Beware!!! | |
They begged for their lives when they saw him | |
He made them beg him some more | |
He cut off their heads and he tore them to shreds | |
On the Satanic night of the bloodthirsty boar | |
Watch out! | |
He’s the Mutant | |
Mutilator! | |
Cry out! He’s the | |
Mutant Mutilator! | |
Mutated were-boar berserker | |
The rampaging hell-beast attacks | |
His foes are left mangled and bloody | |
By hoof and by fist and by tusk and by axe! | |
Watch out! | |
He’s the Mutant | |
Mutilator! | |
Cry out! He’s the | |
Mutant Mutilator! | |
Scream out! | |
He’s the Mutant | |
Mutilator! | |
Daybreak, and the nerd was awake | |
I guess it must have been a dream | |
Bloodcaked, he staggered out of his bed | |
Looked in the mirror and he let out a scream | |
Death’s head was lying on his bed | |
And it was oozing ectoplasmic goo | |
No choice, to the | |
Curio shoppe | |
Old Mr. Fang yeah he’ll know what to do |
Reject, the king of the nerds | |
Treated like a social disease | |
Cast out, he was a slovenly twerp | |
Heavy Metal was his only release | |
Picked on, he got a beating a day | |
While everybody looked the other way | |
Headcase, living in a fantasy world | |
His nerves were starting to fray | |
Comic books! | |
Vacant looks! | |
Brain sick! | |
Horror flicks! | |
Schools out, and the bullies await | |
Little Billy was gonna get trashed | |
Headlock, and a punch in the gut | |
They tore up his homework and his glasses were smashed | |
Graveyard, | |
Billy ran there to hide | |
And he fell into the tunnels below | |
Darkness, and then a light from the void | |
For eons in slumber, the skull, now, aglow | |
Mutate! To | |
Mutilate! | |
Transform! | |
Gore Boar! | |
Muscles ripping through his clothes | |
A snout where there was once a nose | |
Wiry matted hair | |
Studded denim outerwear | |
Beware!!! | |
They begged for their lives when they saw him | |
He made them beg him some more | |
He cut off their heads and he tore them to shreds | |
On the Satanic night of the bloodthirsty boar | |
Watch out! | |
He' s the Mutant | |
Mutilator! | |
Cry out! He' s the | |
Mutant Mutilator! | |
Mutated wereboar berserker | |
The rampaging hellbeast attacks | |
His foes are left mangled and bloody | |
By hoof and by fist and by tusk and by axe! | |
Watch out! | |
He' s the Mutant | |
Mutilator! | |
Cry out! He' s the | |
Mutant Mutilator! | |
Scream out! | |
He' s the Mutant | |
Mutilator! | |
Daybreak, and the nerd was awake | |
I guess it must have been a dream | |
Bloodcaked, he staggered out of his bed | |
Looked in the mirror and he let out a scream | |
Death' s head was lying on his bed | |
And it was oozing ectoplasmic goo | |
No choice, to the | |
Curio shoppe | |
Old Mr. Fang yeah he' ll know what to do |
Reject, the king of the nerds | |
Treated like a social disease | |
Cast out, he was a slovenly twerp | |
Heavy Metal was his only release | |
Picked on, he got a beating a day | |
While everybody looked the other way | |
Headcase, living in a fantasy world | |
His nerves were starting to fray | |
Comic books! | |
Vacant looks! | |
Brain sick! | |
Horror flicks! | |
Schools out, and the bullies await | |
Little Billy was gonna get trashed | |
Headlock, and a punch in the gut | |
They tore up his homework and his glasses were smashed | |
Graveyard, | |
Billy ran there to hide | |
And he fell into the tunnels below | |
Darkness, and then a light from the void | |
For eons in slumber, the skull, now, aglow | |
Mutate! To | |
Mutilate! | |
Transform! | |
Gore Boar! | |
Muscles ripping through his clothes | |
A snout where there was once a nose | |
Wiry matted hair | |
Studded denim outerwear | |
Beware!!! | |
They begged for their lives when they saw him | |
He made them beg him some more | |
He cut off their heads and he tore them to shreds | |
On the Satanic night of the bloodthirsty boar | |
Watch out! | |
He' s the Mutant | |
Mutilator! | |
Cry out! He' s the | |
Mutant Mutilator! | |
Mutated wereboar berserker | |
The rampaging hellbeast attacks | |
His foes are left mangled and bloody | |
By hoof and by fist and by tusk and by axe! | |
Watch out! | |
He' s the Mutant | |
Mutilator! | |
Cry out! He' s the | |
Mutant Mutilator! | |
Scream out! | |
He' s the Mutant | |
Mutilator! | |
Daybreak, and the nerd was awake | |
I guess it must have been a dream | |
Bloodcaked, he staggered out of his bed | |
Looked in the mirror and he let out a scream | |
Death' s head was lying on his bed | |
And it was oozing ectoplasmic goo | |
No choice, to the | |
Curio shoppe | |
Old Mr. Fang yeah he' ll know what to do |