D5
On Mondays murder children, 
                 A5
little girls and boys
A5
I put my hands around their throats 
                       D5
till they don't make a noise
D5
Tuesdays torture animals, 
                     A5
pull off small birds wings
A5
Watch them as they bleed to death, 
                D5
then they don't sing
D5
Wednesdays I defecate 
                    A5
on a priest's front door
A5
If the priest he does complain, 
                  D5
I just do it some more
D5
Thursdays I Molatov 
                  A5
the local orphans home
A5
Love those little orphans, 
                 D5
charred unto the bone

D5
I'm terrible, terrible, 
             A5
shouldn't be allowed
A5
To sing my songs of filth 
            D5
to a decent crowd

D5
On Fridays sodomise 
              A5
tender virgin nuns
A5
Tie them up, lear at them , 
                   D5
and then I have my fun
D5
Saturdays I stand and sing my 
                     A5 
sad, sad, sick, sick songs
A5
To anyone who listens, 
                   D5
who in the head is wrong
D5
Sundays, Sundays, 
                   A5
the day I love the best
A5
I rape, murder and pillage 
                   D5
while other people rest

D5
I'm terrible, terrible, 
              A5
shouldn't be allowed
A5
To sing my songs of filth 
            D5
to a decent crowd

D5
I'm terrible, terrible, 
             A5
shouldn't be allowed
A5
But when I do offend someone 
                    D5 A5 D5
it makes me feel so proud



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