| Song | Beheaded |
| Artist | The Offspring |
| Album | Happy Hour! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Lyrics:Offspring/James Lilja Music:Offspring/James Lilja | |
| Mommy doesn't have a head any more | |
| Keep it underneath my bed on the floor | |
| Well thats alright, man thats OK | |
| She never really used her head anyway | |
| Daddy called me a stupid boy | |
| Bet he wont say that any more | |
| Cause the way his body is severed too | |
| His vocal cords are gonna be hard to use | |
| Beheaded, watch him squirt like a garden hose | |
| Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes | |
| Watch my girl friend come to the door | |
| Chop off her head, she falls to the floor | |
| Now watching my baby's jugular blow | |
| Really makes my motor go | |
| Wrap a towel round the bloody stump | |
| Take my baby's body to the city dump | |
| Then wipe the mess off the bloody axe | |
| Scoope all the feads into my pull-up sack | |
| Beheaded, watch her squirt like a garden hose | |
| Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes | |
| All my collection, adorns my room on bedroom polls | |
| Use to be a little, but a little got more and more | |
| Now I'm craving yours | |
| Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and guillotines | |
| Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and guillotines | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Find another victim for my machine | |
| Put 'em in a home-made guillotine | |
| Blade falls, gonna need a casket | |
| Watch your head plop in a wicker basket | |
| Leave the house at a quarter to four | |
| Come back with sixteen or more | |
| Cause the more I walk, the more I see | |
| I got a funny feeling coming over me | |
| Beheaded, watch you squirt like a garden hose | |
| Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes |
| Lyrics: Offspring James Lilja Music: Offspring James Lilja | |
| Mommy doesn' t have a head any more | |
| Keep it underneath my bed on the floor | |
| Well thats alright, man thats OK | |
| She never really used her head anyway | |
| Daddy called me a stupid boy | |
| Bet he wont say that any more | |
| Cause the way his body is severed too | |
| His vocal cords are gonna be hard to use | |
| Beheaded, watch him squirt like a garden hose | |
| Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes | |
| Watch my girl friend come to the door | |
| Chop off her head, she falls to the floor | |
| Now watching my baby' s jugular blow | |
| Really makes my motor go | |
| Wrap a towel round the bloody stump | |
| Take my baby' s body to the city dump | |
| Then wipe the mess off the bloody axe | |
| Scoope all the feads into my pullup sack | |
| Beheaded, watch her squirt like a garden hose | |
| Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes | |
| All my collection, adorns my room on bedroom polls | |
| Use to be a little, but a little got more and more | |
| Now I' m craving yours | |
| Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and guillotines | |
| Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and guillotines | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Find another victim for my machine | |
| Put ' em in a homemade guillotine | |
| Blade falls, gonna need a casket | |
| Watch your head plop in a wicker basket | |
| Leave the house at a quarter to four | |
| Come back with sixteen or more | |
| Cause the more I walk, the more I see | |
| I got a funny feeling coming over me | |
| Beheaded, watch you squirt like a garden hose | |
| Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes |
| Lyrics: Offspring James Lilja Music: Offspring James Lilja | |
| Mommy doesn' t have a head any more | |
| Keep it underneath my bed on the floor | |
| Well thats alright, man thats OK | |
| She never really used her head anyway | |
| Daddy called me a stupid boy | |
| Bet he wont say that any more | |
| Cause the way his body is severed too | |
| His vocal cords are gonna be hard to use | |
| Beheaded, watch him squirt like a garden hose | |
| Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes | |
| Watch my girl friend come to the door | |
| Chop off her head, she falls to the floor | |
| Now watching my baby' s jugular blow | |
| Really makes my motor go | |
| Wrap a towel round the bloody stump | |
| Take my baby' s body to the city dump | |
| Then wipe the mess off the bloody axe | |
| Scoope all the feads into my pullup sack | |
| Beheaded, watch her squirt like a garden hose | |
| Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes | |
| All my collection, adorns my room on bedroom polls | |
| Use to be a little, but a little got more and more | |
| Now I' m craving yours | |
| Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and guillotines | |
| Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and guillotines | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Off with her head | |
| Find another victim for my machine | |
| Put ' em in a homemade guillotine | |
| Blade falls, gonna need a casket | |
| Watch your head plop in a wicker basket | |
| Leave the house at a quarter to four | |
| Come back with sixteen or more | |
| Cause the more I walk, the more I see | |
| I got a funny feeling coming over me | |
| Beheaded, watch you squirt like a garden hose | |
| Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes |