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