Fuck Off, We Murder - GG Allin and The Murder Junkies

Here I sit alone with a bullet in my gun

On it is the name of everyone

I hate you, I wanna kill you one by one

Worthless human flesh that I kill

I’m the untamed animal

Do I feel compassion?

No!

Do I feel love?

No!

No I feel compassion?

No!

Do I feel love?

No!

The act of killing you will be my high

Every life I steal, I multiply

Fuck off bastard, fuck off bitch

They’ll find you full of maggots rotting in a ditch

Waiting with my mind, the things I hate the most

People pass me by, I see nothing but a ghost

Now it’s time to cast the shadow of a doubt

I’m here for bloody murder, I’m here to wipe you out

Do I feel compassion?

No!

Do I feel love?

No!

No I feel compassion?

No!

Do I feel love?

No!

The taste of blood takes me further

The taste of blood takes me further

Do I feel compassion?

No!

Do I feel love?

No!

No I feel compassion?

No!

Do I feel love?

No!

Fuck off, we murder

Fuck off, we murder

Fuck off, we murder

Fuck off, we murder

Fuck off, we murder

Fuck off, we murder

Fuck off, we murder

Fuck off, we murder