The Beginning

Lyrics

[Intro: Robert "Chop Top" Sawyer (Bill Moseley)] Dog will hunt. Get that bitch, Leatherface. Get that bitch. Dog will hunt [Verse 1: Damien Quinn] My name ain't Thomas Hewitt, bitch, this ain't Texas Body parts sticking out the trunk of my Lexus Your girl's in my oven, man, you really wanna test this? Welcome to my home now known as your abyss Pieces of your skull I've glued to the wall Cut you off at the waist, taste your blood, watch you crawl As I maul on your leg, you cry and you beg Your gang I move on it as I load up the mag No need for a body bag, I'ma eat up the remains And as the main course I'ma serve up your brains Your life is a game now, can you handle that? Or can you handle the meat hook I just put in your back? [Chorus: Damien Quinn & Geno Cultshit] I ain't afraid to stab your face with a chainsaw Boy I ain't afraid to stab your face with a chainsaw Boy I ain't afraid to stab your face with a chainsaw Boy your flesh is fileted for the devil you betrayed [Interlude] Hmm… I like your new face [Verse 2: Damien Quinn] Ain't nothing better than sewing faces together Put your face on my head, now we beautiful forever Heads I love to sever and keep down in my cellar The rest of your limbs are in a tub of vinegar Yes I'm sinister, your family's in my freezer It's almost time for supper so I'm hacking up your mother Yes you're finna suffer as I slowly cut your face And before I lick your blood I make Grandpa have a taste Nothing goes to waste, I chew flesh right to the bone And what I don't eat I use to furnish my home [Chorus: Damien Quinn & Geno Cultshit] I ain't afraid to stab your face with a chainsaw Boy I ain't afraid to stab your face with a chainsaw Boy I ain't afraid to stab your face with a chainsaw Boy your flesh is fileted for the devil you betrayed [Outro: Robert "Chop Top" Sawyer (Bill Moseley)] Leatherface, you b*tch! Look what you did to my Sonny Bono wig do - oh, goddamn I can't believe it