歌手:Limp Bizkit
专辑:《Gold Cobra》

作词 : Borland,Durst,Otto+Rivers
作曲 : Borland,Durst,Otto+Rivers
There's a mother******* killer on the loose

And he'll destroy every single one of you
You better watch it cause he's looking for your ass now
Better lock all your doors and shut the house down
He's making a list and he's checking it twice
He was born pissed and he's ready to slice
His reality ain't like yours or mine

He can shed blood I hope it ain't mine

He don't give a ************* if your crying for help
He was born blind in the chambers of hell
Satan gave his homeboy a license to kill
And if he comes knocking I'm going to show him the deal
What the ************* you gonna do about that
What the ************* you gonna do about that
When the killer shows up with a gat
You gonna have to grab yourself a baseball bat

To remind this mother****** where the home runs at
What the ************* you gonna do about that

What the ************* you gonna do about that
Your gonna have to face the moment of truth
You know what to do
You gonna have to find the killer in you

He's got a trunk full of hatches and *************t
Bombs, gasoline, matches and *************t

Anything to make a human die quick
Creeping in the night like some superfly *************t

So scandalous and everything about him is wrong
Chainsaw starting up at the crack of dawn
Leatherface is a ************* he don't compare
He'll have you *************tting in your mother******* underwear
All your homies coming hard better get a grip
He'll kill your wife and your baby sleeping in the crib
We got to stop and shut this mother****** down

Show his ass who runs this mother******* town !

Show his ass who runs this mother******* town !

What the ************* you gonna do about that
What the ************* you gonna do about that
When the killer shows up with a gat
You gonna have to grab yourself a baseball bat

To remind this mother****** where the home runs at

What the ************* you gonna do about that

What the ************* you gonna do about that
Your gonna have to face the moment of truth
You know what to do
You gonna have to go and find the killer in you

Lay that mother****** on the curb

Let's find the killer in you !

Show that mother****** the deal

And now it's real

And now it's real

YAHHHHHHHHHHHHH !
Kill that mother******, Kill-Kill that mother****** !
Kill that mother******, Kill-Kill that mother****** !
Kill that mother******, Kill-Kill that mother****** !
Kill that mother******, Kill-Kill that mother****** !

What the ************* you gonna do about that
What the ************* you gonna do about that
When the killer shows up with a gat
You gonna have to grab yourself a baseball bat

To remind this mother****** where the home runs at

What the ************* you gonna do about that

What the ************* you gonna do about that
Your gonna have to face the moment of truth
You know what to do
You gonna have to go and find the killer in you