I let her sink, she'd hate to wake, I ripped her lips off of her face And store them now, with her guts in a jar. I can't take, I hate the way, That blood
Feels like suicide salt to the wounds of pain Pray for a miracle while you are going insane Carved like a lover's decadent stare Keep going back to the
insane Carved like a lover's decadent stare Keep going back to the temptation in the air Feel like murder murder murder Feel like murder everywhere Feel like murder
you niggas have seen the carnage that I've seen I still hear things scream in my dreams Murder, murder in black convertibles I kill a block, I murder
beside where the waters flow Down by the banks of the Ohio I held a knife against his breast As into my arms he pressed He cried, "My love, don't you murder
beside where the waters flow Down by the banks of the old Ohio I held a knife against her breast As into my arms she pressed She cried, "Oh Willie, don't murder
It's a picture of innocence On which the innocent have fried Take the helter skelter son It's easier than the slide Advice to listening parents (Ooh) Or the father of the bride
do V is for loving VIRTUALLY all that you are E is for loving almost EVERYTHING that you do R is for RAPE me M is for MURDER me A is for ANSWERING all
wings and ice that's hot And a weeping sports star told us all about pot Four goals, two cautions and a half-time report The prime time verdict from the murder
throwing her into the river that flows through Knoxville town go down go down you Knoxville girl with the dark and rolling eye go down go down you can never be my bride
V is for loving virtually all that you are E is for loving almost everything you do R is for rape me and M is for murder me And A is for answering all
the river That flows from Knoxville town Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl With your dark and roving eyes Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl You can never be my bride
Down the aisle my bride in black You were water and I was the tide at the bar I got in another fight I kissed the ground goodnight We stole plenty, we
Down beside where the waters flow down by the banks of the Ohio I held a knife against his breast as into my arms he pressed He cried my love don't you murder
feet to sleep It's all romantic nothing about a heart in a rage Murdered by some cartoon villain who ripped out the last page (chorus) Happy ever after, a prince apparent and his bride
dead (Whoah-woah!) We must have lost our minds 'cause we might lose our heads We're the kids who wanna play with the dead (Whoah-woah!) See us, pretty brides
there's nothing like it in Moscow It's wild, wild ride where I met my bride I wanna go on again if we've got enough money That's where I'm gonna murder
