Текст песни (слова) The Offspring - Beheaded


Mommy doesn't have her head anymore
 Keep it underneath my bed on the floor
 That's alright though
 That's ok
 She never really used her head anyway

 Daddy called me a silly bore
 Bet he wont say that anymore
 Because the way his body's severed in two
 His vocal chords are gonna be hard to use

 Watch you spurt like a garden hose
 Bloody mess all over my clothes

 Watch my girlfriend come to the door
 Chop off her head, she falls to the floor
 Watching my baby's jugular flow
 Really makes my motor go

 Wrap a towel around the bloody stump
 Take my baby's body to the city dump
 Then wipe the mess off the bloody axe
 Scoop all the heads in my burlap sack


 All my collection
 Adorns my rooms on bamboo poles
 Used to be a little
 But a little got more and more
 Now I'm craving yours

 Night brings bad dreams
 Bad dreams and guillotines

 Off with her head

 Find another victim for my machine
 Put him in a homemade guillotine
 Blade falls, gonna need a casket
 Watch the head plop in a wicker basket

 Leave the house at a quarter to four
 Come back with sixteen or more
 Cause the more I want, the more I see
 Got a funny feeling coming over me