Dark Song
Vargskelethor
GENRE [Intro]
There's a fucking demon stuck in my fucking head
And this time, mommy, you can't make me go to bed
(scatting)
[Verse 1]
When mommy tells you
It's Dinnertime
You tell her instead
It's Demontime, yeurgh
[Spoken Word]
Teachers tell me to do my homework (Don't forget your homework now)
People tell me how I can live my life (Don't forget to brush)
I know [?]
[Verse 2]
Oh, that's right
Mommy didn't buy you any doritos, yeah-yeah
So now you're gonna have to drink blood
'Cause they've awoken the demon inside
Mountain Dew!
[Verse 3]
I might be seven years old
But I been pushed to my limit
Daddy tells you to get off his Xbox
And that's why you're gonna blow up the house
[turntable solo]
Are you ready?
Get on it
[Bridge]
We've had it up to here, society, yerp
And we're gonna protest right now to this song
With the power of metal [?]
We're gonna shit our pants (Get the fuck up)
You ready to shit your pants? (Yeah!)
You ready to dookie?
You ready to dookie on society? (Don't fucking mess with me)
[Chorus]
I hate Broccoli
(scatting)
I don't like Broccoli
(wheezing)
[Outro]
If you're 555, then I'm 666420
Are you fuckin down with the (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Sickness
(Oh my god Timmy pooped himself)
[demonic screeching]
(Timmy, you OK?)
NO, FUCK YOU!
(Alright)
There's a fucking demon stuck in my fucking head
And this time, mommy, you can't make me go to bed
(scatting)
[Verse 1]
When mommy tells you
It's Dinnertime
You tell her instead
It's Demontime, yeurgh
[Spoken Word]
Teachers tell me to do my homework (Don't forget your homework now)
People tell me how I can live my life (Don't forget to brush)
I know [?]
[Verse 2]
Oh, that's right
Mommy didn't buy you any doritos, yeah-yeah
So now you're gonna have to drink blood
'Cause they've awoken the demon inside
Mountain Dew!
[Verse 3]
I might be seven years old
But I been pushed to my limit
Daddy tells you to get off his Xbox
And that's why you're gonna blow up the house
[turntable solo]
Are you ready?
Get on it
[Bridge]
We've had it up to here, society, yerp
And we're gonna protest right now to this song
With the power of metal [?]
We're gonna shit our pants (Get the fuck up)
You ready to shit your pants? (Yeah!)
You ready to dookie?
You ready to dookie on society? (Don't fucking mess with me)
[Chorus]
I hate Broccoli
(scatting)
I don't like Broccoli
(wheezing)
[Outro]
If you're 555, then I'm 666420
Are you fuckin down with the (Let the bodies hit the floor)
Sickness
(Oh my god Timmy pooped himself)
[demonic screeching]
(Timmy, you OK?)
NO, FUCK YOU!
(Alright)
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