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Super Evil Lyrics

Album Name : The Fantastic Kill
Release Date : 2005-08-01
Song Duration : 4:16

Watkin Tudor Jones Super Evil


Early in the morning wake up take a sucker out Swift no doubt if his breath smells like ka-ka Sing for my supper, whose that knocking at my door Oh it's Mr. Wolf, I'm sorry not today thanks

My tummy growls louder than any predator I'm very raw Take any he-man out like skeletor Glow in the dark skull underneath my hoodie Undercover goodie dangerous with the voodoo boogie

No sperm oozing master of reality Clairvoyant metamorphing bloody pussy eater Bodies stick together coils spinning in the shiver "Waddy tudor jones is baie lief vir sy lewe" (translation: WTJ loves his life) Stop looking at me funny, look at yourself You look stupid, cos you look everyone else I'm so-so fresh, like the longlife soya milk up on shelf Indestructible pop terrorist

Super evil, I am your enemy Super evil, I am your enemy

Beautiful, pop composition unremovable Attached to your face laying eggs in your mouth Show you some stuff maybe you don't wanna see Nod your head to the lobotomy Brain boil, tumble and toil cookie crumble Creep walk knuckle drag dirt rough rumble Tremendous terror tremor with the voodoo boogie boogie shake

Slang sling, funky with the boom bam bring DJ f..ck(er) swift with the kif Eh eh eh I can dance I'm like fun fun fun don't give up a run Nobody knows where we're coming from Minds open like automatic doors F..ck speaking to you, I'll make the jump and speak thru you Totally rad spitting nails, cos I'm made from slugs and snails and puppydog tails

Super evil, I am your enemy Super evil, I am your enemy

I come thru like, eh eh eh a creepycrawlie Hold your breaths, deep in the still scoping out your legs Rappers wanna battle like a poo in a bath I'll f..ckin' give you lift home after the show

"Mediocrity will be the death of me"

Now I'm back on the track like a cat Night stalking, skywalking roof to roof jumper boot bumper make you wanna pump up the bass Whack mc's get punched in the face Pardon me, son, but I'm as hard as they come Made in japan plus I rock afrikaan Make everyone move their bum to the drum Don't test, cos I'm known to get dumb

Super evil, I am your enemy Super evil, I am your enemy

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