Talkshow Boy
I’m A Motherfucking Vampire
Who's that motherfucker riding the rhythm like a fresh, new cheapskate?
Adrian! Adrian!
First in the morning it's a slap to the face
With an inhale, exhale, cancer, caffeinated Newspaper
Television, media, catwalk Catclaws, batcave, deathrocker, motherfucker Zig-zag, zipper-dipper, dipshit, killswitch Motherfucker
Cocksucker, you suck, bad luck
A for the money and
D for hysteria And
R for the honeyz and
I for malaria And
A for the kids and
N for the lovers
And the TSB for the motherfucking others!
Who's that motherfucker riding the rhythm?
Oh my god, that's Adrian!
God I want a piece of him!
Who's that motherfucker riding the rhythm like a fresh new cheapskate?
Adrian! Adrian!
Who's that motherfucker walking like he doesn't give a damn
'bout the fact that his eyes are a knife-fight?
Who's that motherfucker riding the rhythm
Like the rhythm is written like a right that's reversible?
This brings me straight to part two of my battleplan
Stop, turn around and look at all the caravans
Trickle down your neck when you bleed from my two front teeth
Like you need me to validate your innermost dreams
Or so it seems that the world is a vampire...
Fuck that shit! I'm a motherfucking vampire!
Doo-doo-doo-doo
Who's that motherfucker riding the rhythm?
Oh my god, that's Adrian!
God I want a piece of him!
Who's that motherfucker riding the rhythm like a fresh new cheapskate?
Adrian! Adrian!
Who's that motherfucker walking like he doesn't give a damn
'bout the fact that his eyes are a knife-fight?
Who's that motherfucker riding the rhythm
Like the rhythm is written like a right that's reversible?
Who's that motherfucker? Who's that motherfucker?
Who's that motherfucker? Who's that motherfucker?
Who's that motherfucker?