作词 : Biafra, Dead Kennedys
God told me to skin you alive...
I kill children, I love to see them die
I kill children and make their mamas cry
Crush 'em under my car, I want to hear them scream
Feed 'em poison candy to spoil their Halloween
So you're in the kids' ward, you're in there 'cause you're ill
How about some Pavulon so I can see you chill?
Time to hit the school bus, I think I'll shoot the tires
Offer them a helping hand of open telephone wires
Ever wanted to die? Of course you have
But I won't 'til I get my revenge
I've been buttfucked one too many ways
I don't want to see people anymore
Things I never ever saw before
Make me seem them for the shit they are
Take as many as I can away with me
Anyone can be king for a day
So I kill children, I love to see them die
I kill children and make their mamas cry
I kill children, I bang their heads in doors
I kill children, can hardly wait for yours
Can hardly wait for yours
Can hardly wait for yours
Can hardly wait for yours
Can hardly wait for yours
Can hardly wait for yours
Can hardly wait for yours