Grim reality

Created in fire millions of years ago The planet earth as all we know Many days past since the beginning of time Now it's time to pay for all our worldly crimes Hot rods to hell Hot rods to hell...

He loved to hear the little kids scream His instruments of hell did gleam A box with a cleaver, saw and a knife He used them to cut up their innocent lives Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite...

I'll thrill you, I'll kill you, cut your heart out Then I'll dismember your body parts I'll break in your house late at night My smiling face is your final sight I'll cut your throat with a razor...

You woke up this morning With a disease The doctor said you will be dead By the time you're 30 Well if they find a cure you just might be saved But by the time they find a cure You could be in a grave...

I am Sam; Sam I am I would not like green eggs and ham I am Sam; Son of Sam With my 44 in hand You're gonna be dead when I shoot you in the head There's no time to cry, now it's time to die My father...