told you motherfuckers i'm already dead.
but mammys little baby loves shortening bread.
thrilling and killing just as fast as i can.
you can't catch me i'm the ginger-dead man.
i don't care what your saying,
on your knees a praying, yeah, yeah.
and i'm too dead to die anyway.
son of a bitch load up the hearse.
i'm making words rhyme in the second verse.
a-b-c-d-u-m-b.
keeping rock n roll dumb like it should be
i don't care what your saying,
on your knees a praying, yeah, yeah.
and i'm too dead to die anyway.
hey motherfuckers did you hear the news?
i killed all the chickens in the god damn coop.
roses are red and violets are blue.
chicken is greasy like me and you.
i don't care what your saying,
on your knees a praying, yeah, yeah.
and i'm too dead to die anyway.[x3]
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