We're Comin' To Kill Ya Songtext

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya



I want a taste of hemophilia

A drop of thalassemia

I'll drink your blood

If you got sickle-cell anemia

I'm sick as hell at fiendin' ya

I'm hauntin' every dream of ya
Seemingly misleading ya

Just to hear you scream because



Blood is as sweet as moonshine whiskey

Join our side, you can drink some with me, yeah

We want guts to spare, you know they're dead,

'cause we're so alive when we kill kill kill



We're comin' to kill ya



We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya



I like platelets on my plate

Don't mistake this, just concentrate

As I fillet your brains like salisbury steak

I'll burp you up later, forgettin' what I ate

Because



Blood is as sweet as moonshine whiskey

Join our side, you can drink some with me, yeah

We want guts to spare, you know they're dead,

'cause we're so alive when we kill kill kill



We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya



Well I'll invade your body; don't try to stop me

We're not Oingo Boingo but it's a dead man's party

So send your little hotties out on the front porch

We'll have 'em for dinner and make love to their corpses



I'm your carcinogen

The dark wins again

Rip your heart in ten parts

And grin again

I'll tear her to jam

Choke your neck fast with my dead hands

And for breakfast

I'll eat your sweat glands

And for dessert

I'll wear your skin as a shirt

Eat your muscles like chicken

And throw your bones in the dirt

It'll hurt as we eat ya

Let the creatures defeat ya

An army, your friend Johnny and a preacher



We're comin' to kill ya

Let us in, cuz we're comin'

We can't die tryin'

You can't try runnin'

You're finished

Quit grinnin'

We're gonna win this

We'll mix your blood with gin

It shakes away the Guinness

Because



Blood is as sweet as moonshine whiskey

Join our side, you can drink some with me, yeah

We want guts to spare, you know they're dead,

'cause we're so alive when we kill kill kill



We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya



I like hemoglobin in my mouth

Your frontal lobe until I spit it out

Yo, we be gloatin', humans taste like trout

And some after dinner smokes are what I'm all about

So take your eyes out with tedious care

My mischievous stare and devious glare

We'll take your greasiest pair of knees, tits and hair

And you know I'll eat 'em raw, fuck medium raw

Ha-ha



Blood is as sweet as moonshine whiskey

Join our side, you can drink some with me, yeah

We want guts to spare, you know they're dead,

'cause we're so alive when we kill kill kill

Well I say,

Blood is as sweet as moonshine whiskey

Join our side, you can drink some with me, yeah

We want guts to spare, you know they're dead,

'cause we're so alive when we kill kill kill



We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya

We're comin' to kill ya, comin' to kill ya