Ok, this is another metal song coming your way. Imagine riffs the size of Australia, 230 bpm drums and basslines you can hang your blankets dry on. Sing it with all the zest, energy and evil of death metal, but with a smile on your face and joy in your heart.
slam, bam, slams the door
Shudder shudder, goes the floor
Is the tormentor back again?
Back again with vengeance and pain?
Piss him off, piss it down
Love to wear that frown
Unable to do a thing
So my knob he will wringgggggggggggggg!
sneezing weasel, coughing cunt
Dripping nose always on the hunt
Usually it is the floor,
but this time, why me, the knob on the door?!?!?
Fucking metaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal!.......\m/
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