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 silly boy Bet he wont say that any more Cause the way his body is severed in two His vocal cords are gonna be hard to use
Beheaded, watch you 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 Well 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 heads into my burlap sack
Beheaded, watch her squirt like a garden hose Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes
All my collection, adorns my room on bamboo polls Used to be a little, but a little got more and more Now I'm craving yours
Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams with guillotines Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams with 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
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