What you sayin my little girl That I am evil Sure as hell you wouldnt come back If I am so evil Hurry, urry, hurry, hurry With my mace I will kiss your pretty face Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry With my blade I will blind your eyes of jade Taste, bad taste, bloodshake Bad taste Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Wake me now I have to explain I dont know how Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry Tell me why I still feel my lips so dry Taste, bad taste, bloodshake Bad taste What are you thinkin little girl Now your brain is on the floor I walk away and close the door When I wake up its just around four