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All my
All my friends
All my friends were waitin'
All my friends were waitin' in a room at the motel
All my friends were waitin' in a room at the motel
Just to wish me luck on the day I entered hell
I had just come back from talkin' down the phone
I had just come back from talkin' down the phone
Uh huh
The order was search and destroy the dead man's home
You know one night I thought I would be saved
But no jet flight will keep me from the grave
But when that butcher boy gets back
There's gonna be some more blood on the track
I drove in perfect silence down to the abattoir
I drove in perfect silence down to the abattoir
It was a dreamless evening, you could not see the stars
As I drew my blade a shadow fell across my eyes
As I drew my blade a shadow fell across my eyes
Wow
The cattle were screaming, my hand was cold as ice
You know one night I thought I would be saved
But no jet flight will keep me from the grave
But when that butcher boy gets back
There's gonna be some more blood on the track, whoa
I cut my heart in quarters, dropped it on the scales
I cut my heart in quarters, dropped it on the scales
Flesh was crimson, bone was shiny and pale
Staggered out and fell into the limousine
Staggered out and fell into the limousine
Thought about a girl I knew when I was 16
Big
Big enough to
Big enough to pay
Big enough to play
Big enough to pay
Big enough to play a butcher, hah!
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