THE NECROPHILIAC
(NECROPHILIA-A-GO-GO):
(Lyrics by Robinson, Parry)
Everybody do the brand new dance
Fun to do it if you get the a chance
Take your partner by the hand
Swing to the beat of a punk rock band
Once you’ve started you wont look back
Everybody do the necrophiliac
Everybody do the necrophiliac x4
Put the dead girl on her back
Everybody do the necrophiliac
No matter if you baby's a boy or a girl
No matter if your baby's got scales or fur
No matter if your baby grunts or squeals
No matter if your baby's a pig in high heels
Come on everybody its real easy
Everybody do the beastiality
Everybody do the beastiality x4
Get your pet dog on it's knees
Everybody do the beastiality
Down in deepest Idaho
They're tired of fuckin people but they don't know
Theres a brand new Craze, thats swept the nation
Its kind of an incest infestation
Come on everybody its easy to rock
Come on everybody do the incest rock
Come on everybody do the incest rock x4
Put your hand on your daddy's cock
Come on everybody do the incest rock
Come on do the Necrophiliac x4
We sound like the fuckin hyperjax
Oo-Woo
ROBBIE WILLIAMS IS A £@$!:
(Lyrics by Butcher, Parry)
Everyday my bones are getting older
And everday I wish I could start over again
And maybe I should just lie to myself
But I cant help but think of what might've been
Everyday my bones are getting weaker
And everday I awake to face it all over again
And maybe I should pretend everythings OK
But I cant help but think of what might've been
What might've been
What might've been
What Kind Of life would I be living in
What could've been
What might've been
What Kind Of life would I be living in
Everyday my bones are getting older
And everday I wish I could start over again
And maybe I should just lie to myself
But I cant help but think of what might've been
Everyday my bones are getting weaker
And everday I awake to face it all over again
And maybe I should pretend everythings OK
But I cant help but think of what might've been
What might've been
What might've been
What Kind Of life would I be living in
What could've been
What might've been
What Kind Of life would I be living in
What could've been
What could've been
What might've been
What could've been
If I didn't do the things that I did
Everyday my bones are getting older
And everday I wish I could start over again
And maybe I should just lie to myself
But I cant help but think of what might've been
What might've been
What might've been
What Kind Of life would I be living in
What could've been
What might've been
What Kind Of life would I be living in
What might've been
What might've been
What Kind Of life would I be living in
What could've been
What might've been
What Kind Of life would I be living in
LIES:
(Lyrics by Parry)
How many time is it gonna be
before you see the truth
How many lives must come again
Its ripping me in two
No remorse in these words
Time to cut my ties
Living in your un-real world
Theres nothing left but lies
How many time is it gonna be
before you see the truth
How many lives must come again
Its ripping me in two
No remorse in these words
Time to cut my ties
Living in your un-real world
Theres nothing left but lies
Close to people move in for the killing
Twist n turn but you still keep on stirring
Why did you lie to me?
Why did you lie to me?
Why? Lie?
Why? Lie?
REARVIEW:
(Lyrics by Parry)
Dont waste your time, looking in the rearview
Coz you may see something, that you want to forget
And if you do, it'll come back and haunt you
And I know its something, that you will regret
Hanging on to past mistakes
You gotta let them go
Coz if you don't
They'll come back and haunt you
Dont waste your time, looking in the rearview
Coz you may see something, that you want to forget
And if you do, it'll come back and haunt you
And I know its something, that you will regret
Hanging on to past mistakes
You gotta let them go
Coz if you don't
They'll come back and haunt you
Dont waste your time, looking in the rearview
Coz you may see something, that you want to forget
And if you do, it'll come back and haunt you
And I know its something, that you will regret
Hanging on to past mistakes
You gotta let them go
Coz if you don't
They'll come back and haunt you
Lyrics taken from the Kermitz Middle Finger E.P
"Are you sitting comfortably?"
Copyright Kermitz Middle Finger 2002