Cancerslug Pretty Dead
There's a lot of really pretty girls that are gonna sleep
in graves tonight.
I don't think they'll mind; no, I don't think they'll
mind.
There's a lot of really stupid f..cks that are gonna get
in my way tonight,
Or at least they'll try, but I think they'll die.
I grab the baby from its mother's by its ankles, and I
take a swing,
Bash its little skull; I need its mom to see.
I often ask myself why I do such awful things,
But then it occurs to me that I was born free.
There's a lot of really pretty girls that are gonna sleep
in graves tonight.
I don't think they'll mind; no, I don't think they'll
mind.
There's a lot of really stupid f..cks that are gonna get
in my way tonight,
Or at least they'll try, but I think they'll die.
If I dig a hole for you,
Then to fill it would be the least you could do.
You're so pretty, so motherfucking pretty.
You're pretty dead.
