Paroles: Terror 2000. Terror For Sale. Flesh Fever Fiesta.

Got a little secret and a one man show
I think I'll near get burned
I?m going mental as the weekend hits in
I wanna see your blood flow
Coming up from behind on the street
I choke you with a plastic bag
I put you in the trunk of my yellow Renault
I cannot wait to see you bleed

In the woods I have a barn where I can make you weep and crawl
Let me have a look at you and see if you can get me through
Trick or treat, trick or treat you will meet your destiny

I have a fetish and its nothing for you
I'll pick you up on a rendez-vous
I'd like some candy and some Spanish wine
And human flesh on the side
At my fiesta we will have a blast
I'll hook you up and make it fast
Cause I am evil, I am your death
Flesh and candy 'til you make your last breath

In the woods I have a barn where I can make you weep and crawl
Let me have a look at you and see if you can get me through
Trick or treat, trick or treat you will meet your destiny

I like to hear you scream, I love the melody
I'd like to choke you with some chocolate ice cream
I'd like to see you crawl, I like to have a ball
I'd like to hit your face with a fucking baseball [x2]

Got a little secret and a one man show
I think I'll near get burned
I'm going mental as the weekend hits in
I wanna see your blood flow
Coming up from behind on the street
I choke you with a plastic bag
I put you in the trunk of my yellow Renault
I cannot wait to see you bleed

Two gallons of blood, Three gallons of cream
Five gallons of hate, I think you know what I mean
Two inches of blood, Three inches of cream
Five inches of hate, I think you know the deal!

Gimme some!! Gimme some!! Gimme some!!

I like to hear you scream, I love the melody
I'd like to choke you with some chocolate ice cream
I'd like to see you crawl, I like to have a ball
I'd like to hit your face with a fucking baseball [x2]