Flying Houses Lyrics

Berserker and berserker and best get out-o-town
Best move on
Best run the hell away from all this
Insanely dangerous commotion baby
A tornado is no friend of mine
A tornado is no buddy
Dancin' rage in a loco-motion
Spillin' precious bodily lotion
Checkin' out of Flying Houses
Shit directly in my trousers
Cuttin'-up a la king-size deathblows
Blastin' folks straight through windows

Dangerous, dangerouser, curiouser and curiouser
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do
Laying in the broken pieces
Pickin' up a few diseases
Givin up hope of survival
Waitin' for ol' death's arrival
Who will laugh last?
Who will laugh last?
Who will laugh last?
Who will laugh last?
Who will laugh last?