GWAR - Bored to Death lyrics
[GWAR - Bored to Death lyrics]
Ha ha haha! Yes!
I'm done fucking around
No more wasting time with you fuckin' clowns
I'm living fast and you're dying slow
I need to speed it up because it's time to go
Bored to death i'm bored to death
Bored to death so bored to death
Decisions, indecisions
How can I make the perfect incision?
I could use an axe or cut you with my knife
The same dull methods for ending your life
With an array of tools meant to inflict gore
The excess of choice, it gave me such doubt
I no longer gaze upon my finest blade
Now that I'vе chosen the press
To grind your hеart out
Bored to death as I run this massive
Drill through your chest bored to death
This gaping hole a passage to eternal rest
Bored to death
Your lungs shredded to pieces as
You take your last breath bored to death
Killing you's so slow, it's killing me!
Obliteration of your life in due time
There's quite a mess here
I hope I don't slip on your spine
One by one, let's line 'em up in a, uh
A line?
Listen now, you best take heed
Or else you'll end up drilled and ennuied
Strapped to the press maybe I'll go next
I yearn to feel the sweet, sweet steel
Boring me to death
Obscene dermal excavation
Screaming only adds to my aberration
Disassembled in a manner most cruel
From your body parts, I craft my new tool
And you're bored to death
As I run this massive
Drill through your chest bored to death
This gaping hole a passage to eternal rest
Bored to death
Your lungs shredded to pieces as
You take your last breath bored to death
Killing you's so slow, it's killing me!
Bored to death
I'm done fucking around
No more wasting time with you fuckin' clowns
I'm living fast and you're dying slow
I need to speed it up because it's time to go
Bored to death i'm bored to death
Bored to death so bored to death
Decisions, indecisions
How can I make the perfect incision?
I could use an axe or cut you with my knife
The same dull methods for ending your life
With an array of tools meant to inflict gore
The excess of choice, it gave me such doubt
I no longer gaze upon my finest blade
Now that I'vе chosen the press
To grind your hеart out
Bored to death as I run this massive
Drill through your chest bored to death
This gaping hole a passage to eternal rest
Bored to death
Your lungs shredded to pieces as
You take your last breath bored to death
Killing you's so slow, it's killing me!
Obliteration of your life in due time
There's quite a mess here
I hope I don't slip on your spine
One by one, let's line 'em up in a, uh
A line?
Listen now, you best take heed
Or else you'll end up drilled and ennuied
Strapped to the press maybe I'll go next
I yearn to feel the sweet, sweet steel
Boring me to death
Obscene dermal excavation
Screaming only adds to my aberration
Disassembled in a manner most cruel
From your body parts, I craft my new tool
And you're bored to death
As I run this massive
Drill through your chest bored to death
This gaping hole a passage to eternal rest
Bored to death
Your lungs shredded to pieces as
You take your last breath bored to death
Killing you's so slow, it's killing me!
Bored to death