Mary had an M16,
And a lot of hate.
She took her gun to school one day,
And with it shot dead eight.
Fifty innocent people shopping in a mall,
Fifty innocent people shopping in a mall.
And if one psychotic loner,
Should walk in and shoot them all,
There'd be fifty innocent people
Lying wasted in that mall.
Hey diddle diddle,
The shot's in the middle,
And you're bleeding to death from the wound,
Your guts sprayed back out onto my gun ,
And your blood glistens in light of the moon.
I hate you,
You hate me,
Let's go on a killing spree.
With a bang, bang, stab and bang,
'Till everybody's dead,
Then we'll put one through our head.
Mary had an M16,
And a lot of hate.
She took her gun to school one day,
And with it shot dead eight.
Mary had a little lamb,
She shot it dead for fun.
She found she liked it so damn much,
She killed another one.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty was having a ball.
For all the big bullies, who caused Humpty spite,
He shot with a rifle up from his great height.
Little Miss Muffet
Sat on her tuffet,
Planning her very last day.
For her friends had all teased her,
Which really had peeved her,
So she'd blow all the fuckers away.
