Serial Killer Lyrics

A Pale Horse Named Death Serial Killer

Hey little girl won't you get in my van
Interior? s leather and it looks real tan
I got a bag of candy just for you and
I wanna see you suck on a lollipop

I'm the son of the devil himself
I? m the one they call a killer

Doing 105 across the state line
I can? t get caught? cause I? ll do some time
I got you all tied up in the back of my car
I didn? t really think I would get this far

I? m the son of the angel of death
I can be Your serial killer

Son of Sam got nothing on me
You? re gonna be my number 23
I gotta a collection of finger nails
I just need ten more, only from you yeah

I? m the son of the devil himself
I? m the one they call a killer
I? m the son of angel of death
I can be your serial killer

I could be your next door neighbor
I could be your lost long brother
I could be someone that you know
I could be your serial killer

Now I? m on the run, run from the law
They wanna? know what I did with your corpse
I got a disease an and appetite for death
What a pleasure it was to see you take your last breath

I? m the son of the devil himself
I? m the one they call a killer
I? m the son of the angel of death
I can be your serial killer