Burn the child
Burn the child
Burn the child
Burn the chil, burn the child

Dance/through/the/night
Break/in/my/shoes

I wanna sing you a fucking love song

Swimming with the
Machines
We'll send a chainsaw in the mail
Hang bloody curtains in your house
We'll send a chainsaw in the mail
Hang bloody curtains in your house
Send a chainsaw in the mail
Hang bloddy curtains in/your/house

Interrogate the man with the velvet jacket
Combed perfect hair and a machete for...
Combed perfect hair and she's semi-automatic red.
(and i'm singing in the shower)

Burn the child....
Dance through....
Break in....

There's a killer in the swamps
There's a killer

In the swampssss

Yeah
Oh.h.h
My god
What have you done?

And when your skin begins to
Taste like wine

Slowitdown,slowitown

And when your skin begins to taste like wine

Burn the child...

Turn the dial to love,flip the switch, now cut it.