Bonecage, DaddyPhatSnaps, Dan Bull - Friday the 13th (Axe to Grind) lyrics
Daniel “Dan” Bull
[Bonecage, DaddyPhatSnaps, Dan Bull - Friday the 13th Axe to Grind lyrics]
A killer buried but not dead
A curse of Crystal Lake
They say he died as a boy
But he keeps coming back
Few have seen him and lived
Some the people tried to stop him no one can
A slasher, the best there ever was
Skull masher
I'll bash ya, my stature alone a gulp gasper
You go faster, in hopes I won't capture
Got a slow gather but when I go
It don’t matter you’re mine! I beat you just
To hear your bones shatter with no chatter
I'll decimate your whole chapter
Of horny little teenage individuals
They’re imbeciles 'cause if they kept
It in their pants
The soundtrack's unmissable, unpredictable
And causing inexplicable damage, savage
I’m detaching your limbs when I ravage
Grab you out your pyjamas
Wrap you up in a hammock
Ram you down like a hammer
'til your brain matter splatters, uh
I’m a big, dead man in a hockey mask
I like knives but I've still
Got an axe to grind
Because you killed my mom
I really loved my mama
Now Jason, Camp Crystal Lake’s a safe haven
Who praise playing with their private parts
While you’re flailing around the lake
Spraying drowning? Okay then
Well, mama started taking their
Lives as my payment but, I failed you in the
End, so now it's time, jason
Make them fear the fear you
That you felt and damnation
Let mama coach you this is what you do
When encountering other humans
You drown 'em and keep pursuing
'Cause mama is disapproving of everything
That they’re doing here
Boozing instead of choosing to save you
But now, we’re proving a point by
Rearranging their joints
Into different shapes 'til it breaks
And deflates mistakes that they've made
These people must pay with a grave
And be slayed too late to be swayed
You're taking that knife and you flay 'em
Hang on the wall and display 'em
You make 'em pay for your mama and
How it feels to betray her
The origins of a slayer
Blood out each orifice, sprayer
Beware 'cause Jason is here
I’m a big, dead man in a hockey mask
I like knives but I've still
Got an axe to grind
Because you killed my mom
I really loved my mama
Whoops! Silly me
I slipped and did a killing spree
Come on, this is thrilling
It needn’t be like drilling teeth
Just think of me like an
Amateur dentist pulling fillings free
With a little extra off the top, no fee
This one’s on me
A decent chef will clean the
Meat off his machete
After cleaving arteries to
Pieces of spaghetti
Is that a pile of brains or
Bolognese? I don’t wanna say
We’re all going on a summer holiday
(Ha ha ha)
I'm bettin' you never imagined a vacation
Where Jason’s there chasing
A rather forward form of flirtation
Heart rate racing but not the kind of
Fellow to make a date with
You should, maybe, call the funeral director
Make arrangements
Jason’ll aid you to stay adjacent to nature
Getting fucked up in the woods, with one eye
I just made it blatant
If it's not a rapist in a Jason mask
I make it as
I'll be a rapper rearranging Shady’s rap
Flashback to an 80's past
I'll bring the pain back fast
And I'll make it last
It's too late when you hear the crash
Breaking glass
I'm trespassing in your cabin with
My face in a mask
I hack, hack, hack, hack, leave faces slashed
Mowing out-of-towners down
Mere blades of grass
I'm afraid you haven’t escaped
There's no way to do that
You’re just my favourite flavour that
I've saved 'til last (Night, night)