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Suicidal Tendencies - I Saw Your Mommy lyrics
Yesterday, as I went out of the house I saw a body lying down quiet as a mouse Lying face down in the sewer I got up closer and realized that I knew her All her organs coming from her inside Slashed up skin sliced up hide Turned over and saw the tire tracks on her head That's when I realized she was dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead Twisted body chopped off feet Her body was minced meat Bugs crawling on her arms She's dead, can't do no harm Gnarled up legs, broken and bent Her last breath has been spent I wonder, how much would I pay To get your mom killed in such a bloody way I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I watched her as she bled Chewed off toes on her chopped off feet I took a picture cuz I thought it looked neat But the thing I liked seeing the best Was the rodents using her hair as a nest I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead Twisted body chopped off feet Her body was minced meat Bugs crawling on her arms She's dead, can't do no harm Gnarled up legs, broken and bent Her last breath has been spent I know, that she won't really be missed But make it look good at her funeral and giver her a little kiss I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw her lying in a pool of red I think it's the greatest thing I'll ever see Your dead mommy right in front of me I'll always remember her lying dead on the floor I hope she dies twenty times more I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead I saw your mommy and your mommy's dead Twisted body chopped off feet Her body was minced meat Bugs crawling on her arms She's dead, can't do no harm Gnarled up legs, broken and bent Her last breath has been spent I wonder, how much would I pay To get your mom killed in such a bloody way |
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