There's a lot of really pretty girls that are gonna sleep in graves tonight
I don't think they'll mind; no, I don't think they'll mind
There's a lot of really stupid fucks that are gonna get in my way tonight
Or at least they'll try, but I think they'll die

I grab the baby from its mother's by its ankles, and I take a swing
Bash its little skull; I need its mom to see
I often ask myself why I do such awful things
But then it occurs to me that I was born free

There's a lot of really pretty girls that are gonna sleep in graves tonight
I don't think they'll mind; no, I don't think they'll mind
There's a lot of really stupid fucks that are gonna get in my way tonight
Or at least they'll try, but I think they'll die

If I dig a hole for you
Then to fill it would be the least you could do
You're so pretty, so motherfucking pretty
You're pretty dead