I killed a police-wife with a rusty knife
Then cut through sinews and bloodways
Must I continue ?
It`s a shame this art is forgotten
I`m collecting all that is rotten
I love go killing, it`s rather thrilling
So happy when I find a jelly warm piece of mind
Sometimes I wanna see them choking
I`ll be damned if you think I`m joking
I`ve ripped some eyes
I`ve stripped the thice, I`m not telling lies
Down at the bay I throw them away
Practising death, I`ve messed around
As I love to be, it strenghtens me
Put some in the ground
`cause when it`s hot it sooner rot
I drilled a hole there too
To make the sun shine through
(and making love there too)
I master high-tech death
And to drink their breaths
Taking LSD, it`s helping me to see
As I slayed that sweet Mary
Call it robbery
Gazing at the sky...wawing
When I`m flying high...raving
I killed a police-wife with a rusty knife
It could have been you
Must I continue ?