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Story behind the song
Originally intended as part of a concept album called Thrill Killing In The U.S.A. Commence The Slaughter now stands on its own
Lyrics
Rock n roll devil comin' over the hill
Did it all twice and I'm doin' it still
I got fire in my pocket and a head full of gore
Come a little closer that's what this guitars for
I'm a detective I got X ray eyes
Try to hide sonny lookin right through you
Why is everybody full of sh** in their spaces
It only takes a second to lose
That f*** in' book of rules
You've been fooled by your mamas good graces
and your bosses iron club that he swings at your head
Come on sweet angel just creep to the suburbs
Let's go to your parents and paint the sheets red
Let's raise Satan on a greyhound bus
Move to the desert and set up shop
We'll kill all the strangers that stumble in our valley
We'll show 'em all
There ain't no book of rules
Sadie Sadie Sadie yeah
You're all full of sh**
You know I've seen 'em before and I know where they're at
I'd slaughter them all at the drop of a hat
I got nerves of steel and an iron heart
Of which you've been the owner right from the start
I'm a deviant codger with violence on his mind
No more steppin' back. No more doin' time
Up in Death Valley make it real scary
We'll show 'em all....
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