I thought blood was only true in horror films
Meant for South Park but not for me
Blood was out to get me
That's they way it seemed
Blood and gore haunted all my dreams
And then I attacked her face
With a mear clevear
And not a trace
of blood in my house
But I'm in jail
Ohhh Yeah
With a meat clevear, I so left her to die
I thought violence was more or less a killing thing
They more you killed the more you died oh yeah
What's the use of running
They think your insane
All because you hacked out her brain
And then I attacked her face
With a meat clevear
And not a trace of blood in my house
I'm in jail
(It conitnues like that)