one more statistic in a bodybag
can't sing, can't play, what do you do?
music designed by vojx, written and played by the alien
Story behind the song
Septicity concept, track 2 - greaseball number 2 to the mic
Lyrics
hey you
see, i'm a big star
got me an uzi
got me a fast car
hey you
you listen to me
you know your place
that's the way it's gonna be
scar tissue, so ripped and torn
been high on crack since before he was born
a void of feelings, just a whore in his bed
fear a symphony in his fucked up head
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot the motherfucker
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot the motherfucker
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot the motherfucker
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot
so much more gun than i've ever had
one more statistic in a bodybag
bag it, tag it
hey you
yeah, you're a big star
got you a hot piece
come, we'll go far
first floor
lights out
girl cries
sees to that
second floor
hero's stash
more lines
zero's trash
hey sweet child of mine
such a beautiful beast you are
i can tell you need good good loving
we're gonna fuck till you're torn apart
she can't keep the bile from burning up her throat
it's two hours later before she's giving up hope
she don't dare to cry as the knife cuts her pride
there's blood on her fists so father knows she tried
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot the motherfucker
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot the motherfucker
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot the motherfucker
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot
so much more gun than we've ever had
one more statistic in a bodybag
bag it, tag it
hey you
yeah, we're big stars
don't need no fists
to see who's hard
hey fuck
don't need your shit
we tote this crack
this ain't your strip
front page snob
tabloid seller
the bodies drop
makes him feel better
ripped and torn
sings his death song
bitter and twisted
yet the show still goes on
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot
gonna shoot, shoot, shoot
shoot the motherfuckers
shoot the motherfuckers
gotta shoot, shoot, shoot
gotta shoot, shoot, shoot
shoot the motherfuckers
shoot the motherfuckers
gotta shoot, shoot, shoot
gotta shoot, shoot, shoot
shoot the motherfuckers
shoot the motherfuckers
shoot the motherfuckers
shoot the motherfuckers
so much more fun than we've ever had
