Из альбома: The Offspring
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 stupid boy
Bet he wont say that any more
Cause the way his body is severed too
His vocal cords are gonna be hard to use
Beheaded, watch him 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
Now 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 feads into my pull-up sack
Beheaded, watch her squirt like a garden hose
Beheaded, bloody mess all over my clothes
All my collection, adorns my room on bedroom polls
Use to be a little, but a little got more and more
Now I'm craving yours
Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and guillotines
Night brings bad dreams, bad dreams and 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