Told you motherfuckers I'm already dead. But mammys little baby loves shortening bread. Thrilling and killing just as fast as I can. You can't catch me I'm the ginger-dead man. I don't care what your saying, On your knees a praying, yeah, yeah. And i'm too dead to die anyway. Son of a bitch load up the hearse. I'm making words rhyme in the second verse. a-b-c-d-u-m-b. Keeping rock n roll dumb like it should be I don't care what your saying, On your knees a praying, yeah, yeah. And i'm too dead to die anyway. Hey motherfuckers did you hear the news? I killed all the chickens in the god damn coop. Roses are red and violets are blue. Chicken is greasy like me and you. I don't care what your saying, On your knees a praying, yeah, yeah. And i'm too dead to die anyway.[x3]