Killer - The Brains

he’s a killer

tonight it’s going down

he’s a killer

the bodies on the ground

make no mistake

i’m not one to fool around

you watch your trap

or you’re goin to the ground

a twitchy fist

and it’s looking for a face

with speed so blinding

it’s like a blast of mace

a mean machine

and i’m rolling through the streets

i wanna fight

and i’m looking for my meat

cold blood and nerves like solid steel

i feel the power and i’m looking for my meal