Oi! The Bastard

Murder, all guts, all fun All murder, all guts, all fun A kick in the head, a gouged out eye Your intestines explode and your eyeballs pop And the taste of your blood will drive me on You see I get what I want And I want when you bleed 'Cause the things I can cause have the seal of the dead In humanity's fading glowAll murder, all guts, all funWhose little arms encircle me to make me think of love Wose supple body aims to be a limbless bloody stump Do you, do you, do you realize That I like this thing I amAll murder, all guts, all fun Because I like when chests are torn apart The way that heads come off And the way that art starts to imitate life At the end of a gun At the edge of a knifeAnd all murder, all guts, all fun GoWhose little arms encircle me to make me think of love Wose supple body aims to be a limbless bloody stump Do you, do you, do you realize That I like this thing I am, come on I'll kill you