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Mommy Doesnt Have Her Head Any More
Keep It Underneath My Bed On The Floor
Well Thats All Right Though
Thats Ok
She Never Really Used Her Head Anyway
Daddy Called Me A Silly Bore
Bet He Wont Say That Any More
Because The Way His Bodys Severed In Two
His Vocal Chords Are Gonna Be Hard To Use
Beheaded
Watch You Spurt Like A Garden Hose
Beheaded
Bloody Mess All Over My Clothes
Watch My Girlfriend Come To The Door
Chop Off Her Head, She Falls To The Floor
Watching My Babys Jugular Flow
Really Makes My Motor Go
Wrap A Towel Around The Bloody Stump
Take My Babys Body To The City Dump
Then Wipe The Mess Off The Bloody Axe
Scoop All The Heads In My Burlap Sack
Beheaded
Watch You Spurt Like A Garden Hose
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Bloody Mess All Over My Clothes
All My Collection
Adorns My Room On Bamboo Poles
Use To Be A Little
But A Little Got More And More
Now Im Craving Yours
Night Brings Bad Dreams
Bad Dreams With Guillotines
Off With Her Head
Find Another Victim For My Machine
Put Him In A Homemade Guillotine
Blade Falls, Gonna Need A Casket
Watch The Head Plop In A Wicker Basket
Leave The House At A Quarter To Four
Come Back With Sixteen Or More
Cause The More I Want, The More I See
I Got A Funny Feeling Coming Over Me
Beheaded
Watch You Spurt Like A Garden Hose
Beheaded
Bloody Mess All Over My Clothes
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