Farscape - Mutilation lyrics

I'll tell you a story now About a wimp dead on the streets His corpse was down at the corner I saw his face of course, he was rich A victim of a poor and rebel boy Who wants justice in the world He said: i k** on behalf of my my father Politicians must die in pain, you know He would like to know Wy must he follow the rules? Why that man steals for himself While his father dies of hunger? This boys is a metalhead And he just wants to understand Why he hasn't got the money To buy the album of MOTORHEAD After k**ing he wants To rip the corpse and To impale it like a trophy Mutilation thash He takes his axe and begins Under the light of the sun He cuts off arms and legs And takes the pieces to home Now his father has Something to eat at night Eyes, fingers and heart Blood, legs and arms Heads will roll!!! He cleans the blood and washes his boots Like Jack the Ripper has taught him Now he is a k**er on the loose Politicians he'll rip He's walking at night And hunting on the streets He is ready to begin Another MUTILATION THRASH!!!