All the secrets in the universe
Are locked in the back of my cosmic hearse
Lollipops and lunatics s**ing on your crucifix
A son of sin, goddamn I am salvation, such a scam
Bow your head and we'll all be impaired
To the monster in your closet and are under your bed
Cross your fingers, make a wish
Dripping all your happiness
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
First we'll greet you
Then we'll beat you
First we'll greet you
Then we'll beat you
Sick motherf**er, we live to die
Join the casualties down on Homicide Drive
And now sick motherf**er, we live to die
Join the casualties down on Homicide Drive
Down on Homicide Drive
Sick motherf**er, we live to die
Join the casualties down on Homicide Drive
And now sick motherf**er, we live to die
Join the casualties down on Homicide Drive
Down on Homicide Drive