A WILHELM SCREAM LYRICS

"And Big Nasty Was Its Name-O"

Yeah you can count on me
No in-between, 'cause I'm a son of a gun
Ringin' out in these cobbled streets, goin' off
I object
Your clown court, it's outta order
I don't want it
Scene's weak
Yeah, you can keep it
I don't want it

I'm gonna stomp it out like a heart-beat

I'm givin' the business
The business is what the fuck I do
A dirtknap to salt the Earth
I fool no one, my word is good
I'm tellin' you, I'm gonna stomp it out
My word is good

All these vultures showin' up, it's bullshit to me
Pickin' the bones, you gotta be kiddin' me
Character hacks, they stab ya in the back, stab ya in the back
Are we here to have fun? Relax

There I was, outside, dumbfounded in the streets
Thinkin' what the hell does that mean, to you or I?

Let those petty rivalries
The stink of jealousy permeating, die a death
We don't trip out on fantasy
In this wounded world of make believe
I came to have fun, I came in peace
I fool no one, my word is good
I fool no one, my word is good

These critics start beef, so weak
I don't want it, I don't want it

I'm gonna stomp it out like a heart-beat
I'm gonna stomp it out
I'm gonna stomp it out like a heart-beat
Till it stops

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