There's a lot of really pretty girls that are going to sleep in graves tonight
I don't think they'll mind
No I don't think they'll mind
There's a lot of really stupid f**s going to get in my way tonight
Or at least they'll try
But I think they'll die
I grab the baby from its mothers arms by the ankles and take a swing
Bash its little skull
I want its mom to see
I often ask myself why I do such awful things
Then it occurs to me
That I was born free
There's a lot of really pretty girls going to sleep in graves tonight
I don't think they mind
Know I don't think they mind
There's a lot of really stupid f**s going to get in my way tonight
Or at least they'll try
But I think they'll die
If I dig a hole for you
Then to fill it would be the least you could do
Your so pretty
So motherf**ing pretty
You are pretty dead