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Cruising around in the butchermobile, I feel like a god

Hacking away at fat, wretched slobs

You make me angry, I'll chop-chop away,

Prepare to meet my meatcleaver and a 30 ft. arterial spray!

Chorus:

30 ft. arterial spray,

With gore shooting upwards all fools shall pay!

30 ft. arterial spray

leaving you a stump really makes my day!

I'm out in the woods with a hammer and knife,

Hunting fresh victims who look juicy, plump and ripe

All day long I dream of oozing, glistening gore,

God damn I can't need more, more and more!

Chorus:

30 ft. arterial spray,

blood-pumping jet stream is the only way!

30 ft. arterial spray,

I'm a fucked up gorehound, what more can I say?