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Rated: XGC · Lyrics · Death · #1429494
They created Slasher movies, I wrote slasher songs
you see him every day, just an ave ver ige joe
what hapens after nightfall, you just never know,
bad things, going on, in your neighborhood,
whatcha know! average joe, is up to no good.
i'm sneakin' out my house with a dif fer ent naaaame,
neck cutter joe, now you're playin' my game.
I'm walkin cross the lawn, grippin my axe,
i'm comin' up behind you just to STICK IT IN YOUR BACK!
i'll take your dead body and stick it under my house,
first i'll cut your ears off and STICK 'EM IN YOUR MOUTH
now i'm headed out, to get some more.
i can fit another thirty under my floor,
then i'll get a saw, that would be smart.
with a little work I can TAKE 'EM ALL APART
i'll stack 'em real neat ly out in the shed,
and make a few coffeecup mugs with their heads.
(Chorus)
This is the Strykel
The Menskal Strykel
This is the Strykel
Complete the Strykel.

now the transformation is com plete
your screaming fore your life, running down the street,
hoping i don't catch you and cutcher ass up
just when you think you'll get away
YOU'RE FUCKED!
DOWN COMES MY AXE TO SPLITCHER FUCKIN' HEAD
CAN'T FLOP AROUND ANYMORE IF YOU'RE DEAD.
they'll never catch me and even if they do,
it's something the menskal strykel made me do.
i can't fuckin' help it, i'm sick in the brain,
from avg joe to cutter joe, what a change
here comes the cops, i think i'd better split
man, there's a lotta them
OH SHIT!
(chorus 2)
Its just the strykel
The Menskal Strykel
Its just the strykel
the menskal strykel

handcuffed, led away, and tried for my crimes,
i'll get off on in san nity a hundred times,
i won't do any time in the fucking penn.
i laughed as they dragged me off to the looney bin.
now i'm sitting here with a straight jacket on,
another in here then i'm fucking gone.
did they rehibilitate me? sure they did!
I CAN'T WAIT TO GET OUT TO KILL A FUCKING GAIN!
just wait til i get out mother fucker
i'm gonna come to your house
one night,
maybe while you're sleeping
and sneak inside,
and cut your mother fucking throat out ! you sorry fuck!

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