You're helpless, and hopeless you wanna help out the homeless but you've got problems you're selfish, and worthless and you have no fucking purpose you're a cancer-causing, cancer-having slob
Whoa-oh (x3)
There are morals that conflict with orals that conflict with anals that believe in angels angels are hating on you if good is the absence of evil and evil is the absence of good there is an axis of evil rolling into this neighborhood
With the sound of gunshots bang! pow!! pswchh!!! whoa-oh (x4)
It was then that i found i am a vampire i have fangs fucking 15 inches long the sanguinary sweetness of stealing someone's blood feels so good i am compelled to sing this song and at night when i retire to my coffin to sleep for a hundred years or more all you people that i know will have died long ago and your children will have died ten years before