Killer For a Day - Live at New Century Hall Songtext
von Seb Lowe

Watch out for the claw
When you stop and take a breath
He′s snapping his jaws, he'll
Scratch on through the floor
You′ll be down in the basement
They'll be on all fours
You'll be facing poor
Stop, wait a second
He′s torn you off your horse
It′s a low growl, of course
Rough, and he's ready
Machetes and swords


He′s a killer, what's a killer here?
Slick as stick figure, take a picture
Yeah he might just go and kill ya
Like a killer, he′s a killer
Gets rid of his litter up in a river
Won't he dig ya, yeah
You′ll have to and fish your paint thinner
Your blood, you change the pressure
Wouldn't fester on an old man, would ya?
He's a jester, might caress ya
Might just wait, for the rest
Go get down
They′ll have a fester cake and candles
It′s his birthday, show respect
You don't use guns no more
Machetes and swords
Pre-poisoned you, so we can watch it course through veins, oh

A killer for a day
A killer for a day, oh
For a day, oh
If I was a killer for a day

I′d say
What would I say?
What would I say
If I was a killer for a day?
I'd say
Give me a letter with a picture, yeah
Face on it
For a day
See what happens
What happens
What happens
What, oh no-no
Oh no-no
Oh no-no


Killer for
Killer for
A day
Oh-oh, oh no
A killer for
A day
A killer for
I said a killer for
A day, yeah
A day