Titre : Chainsaw Charlie (Murders in the New Morgue)
O.K. boy now here´s your deal Will you gamble your life? Sign right here on the dotted line It´s the one you´ve waited for all of your life
Ah, will it feed my hunger? If I swallow lies right down my throat? Or will it choke me till I´m raw? And tomorrow when I´m gone Will they whore my image on? I´ll will my throne away to a virgin heir and Charlie´s slave
Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue See old Charlie and the platinum armies Making me their boy
Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue He´ll make you scream for the cash machine
Down in Chainsaw Charlie´s morgue
We´ll sell your flesh, by the pound you´ll go A whore of wrath just like me We´ll sell you wholesale, we´ll sell your soul Strap on your six string and feed our machine Ah, will it feed my hunger? If I swallow lies right down my throat? Or will it choke me till I´m raw? And tomorrow when I´m gone Will they whore my image on? I´ll will my throne away to a virgin heir and Charlie´s slave
Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue
See old Charlie and the platinum armies Making me their boy
Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue He´ll make you scream for the cash machine Down in Chainsaw Charlie´s morgue
Welcome to the morgue boy Where the music comes to die Welcome to the morgue, son I´ll cut your throat just to stay alive
Ah, trust me, boy I won´t steer you wrong If you trust me son You won´t last very long
I´m the president of showbiz, my name is Charlie I´m a cocksucking asshole, that´s what they call me Here from my Hollywood tower, I rule I´m a lying motherfucker, the chainsaw´s my tool
The new morgue´s our factory, to grease our lies Our machine is hungry, it needs your life Don´t mind the faggots and the ruthless scum Before we´re done, son, we´ll make you one
I´m the tin man, oh, I´ve never had a heart I´m the tin man, oh, but I´ll make you a star
I´m the tin man, oh, I´ve never had a heart I´m the tin man, oh, but I´ll make you a star
Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue See old Charlie and the platinum armies Making me their boy
Murders, murders in the new morgue Murders, murders in the new morgue He´ll make you scream for the cash machine Down in Chainsaw Charlie´s morgue