Stay with me tonight 'Cause I'm having the best time of my life Banana brains, you’re the apple of my eye I love your energy! I love it that you're there for me! Everything is meant to be! Baby, you were sent to me! Made by God

No we don't give a fuck, we just Smokin' of marijuana till our brains get starve Feel my blood, without Oh, what precious plant, to destroy it I just can't Doctors use it in their laboratories Smokin' touches everybody's heart - it's mistery It's good

Meet the latest graduate of King’s College I prob’ly shouldn’t brag, but, dag, I amaze and astonish The scholars say I got the same virtuosity and brains as my pops The ladies say my brain’s not where the resemblance stops I’m only nineteen but my mind

The worms crawl in and the worms crawl out The ones that crawl in are lean and thin The ones that crawl out are fat and stout Your eyes fall in and your teeth fall out Your brains come tumbling down your snout Be merry my friends

What are you gonna do When those walls Are falling down Falling down on you? I get a thrill In my brains Some days I'm trying to turn to my veins

To kill, is why I live My God, gives eternal life Slice you, I watch your blood flow Rotten brains, I feed 'till I'm full Pressure building, the body starts to swell The souls of my victims brings me great power Feasting on flesh by the hour Lungs

All I wanted was a car But all I wanted was a car My buddy Blake was all-state with dreams of the NFL Jenny McClain had big brains She got a scholarship to Yale And there was Hershel who did two commercials And he was going to be a movie star Part time

Goodbye, I've had enough frustration I won't get stuck, goodbye, This dead end situation, It's just not worth my time But waiting so frustrating I'm so sick of all this tension Not to mention I'm so sick of You speak for all of us when you can't be heard

Patience is how I'm living today, I lie before you stressing me out again My life is twisted, twisted like you own brains I can't accept that, I can't accept that again Face it, try it, immune to what you are A superstition jinxing me like the black cat

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut