You're a hard act to follow
Such a fine lookin' fellow
I hear your belly's yellow
You're a hard act to swallow
It kind of makes me sick
The way you turn those tricks
Come on and light it up
I want to feel the rush
I'll be shooting for thrills when
I walk out that door
You say it's hard to care anymore
Kills, Thrills and
Sunday pills
I'm on a mission to kill still
Cause nothin' thrills
You're hooked on coke and hoochie
I want my milk and cookies
You know your wife looked pretty
I think your wife looked pretty
I'll be shootin' for thrills
When I walk out that door
You say it's hard to care anymore
Kills, Thrills and sunday pills
I'm on a mission to kill still
Cause nothin' thrills
I can't help missin' you still well i always will
Thrills, Kills and
Sunday pills
Alright

I'll be shootin' for thrills when
I walk out that door
Don't turn around and say you need me anymore
Poppin' pieces of pills up off the lounge room floor
You say it's hard to care anymore
Kills, Thrills and
Sunday pills
I"m on a mission to kill still cause nothin' thrills
I can't help missin' you still well i always will
Thrills, Kills and
Sunday pills
Alright