Something stupid just for the hell of it.




well I got me one hundred dollars
and I bought some wood
I took up my shovel
and on the broken ground I stood
I look and I smile
for there will be blood

well I took up a hammer
pounded in the nails
and I climbed up the ladder
it began to hail
and let it pour down on me
hummin' a tune
smilin' and laughin'
hummin' a tune

well it was not too long
before I had me a shed
I filled it up with power tools
that I dragged in on a sled
I got one lonely chair in the middle
and I got me some rope
I think I'd like to see one wince a bit
oh well let's hope

well I got out my knife and I got out my chainsaw
well I got out my knife and I got out my chainsaw
I went out in the country that night
on a killin' spree
the evening news report said my total
reached twenty-three

well I actually only did
twenty-two of 'em
the twenty-third is roped up
but he won't be when I'm through with 'im
he's strapped down to that lonely chair
I think he's cryin'
well I just smile and I think about
his method of dyin'

well they'll never know
it was me
they'll never ever
ever catch me
they'll never take up rabid hounds to send
for I got no motives and I'll never do it again

that was actually great. primus should write some music to it.

I also have an excessively graphic sequel...Buzzsaw Massacre Blues.

i actually thought the same thing when reading that