I Want 'em Dead - Sloppy Seconds

I took my car in to get it fixed

And i give the keys to some teethless hick

Who picks his nose and spits

I want him dead!

And later on i go to shop for clothes

And the sales clerk strikes a snotty pose

«Can i help you with those?»

I want him dead!

And every time i see that stuck up topless dancer

I only want her to grow old and die of cancer

Cause i wanna set a bonfire in her hair

See her fry in the electric chair

Cause thats how much i care

I want her dead!

And i ask myself well how can it be right

To wish these awful deaths on people day and night

But when i ask why thats the way that it must be

I only tell myself 'well better them than me'

Cause it’s not that i’m such an awful guy

Don’t ask me cause i don’t know why

But certain people must die

I want 'em dead!

Yeah, I wish they’d take a leap from a windowsill

Or overdose on sleeping pills

Curiosity kills

I want 'em dead!

Everyone who’s afraid to dance

And everyone who wears panters' pants

And the whole nation of France

I want 'em dead!

You better take a dive on a live grenade

Or slit your throat with a razor blade

I wish you’d all get aids

I want 'em dead!

Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

They got a go

They got a go

They got a go

I want 'em dead!

And IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

Don’t know why they got a die

But i want them dead!

De-de-de-dead

Dead

Dead

Dead

I want 'em dead

DEAD!